Firestone Hot Springs even when he ate her tongue

The words the male in front of her spoke were muddled, as if Hawkeye was underwater. It didn't help that things were muffled most of the time in her world, and though there might have been a time she could hear perfectly well, she could not remember. Even her eyes, at this moment, betray her, making the form of the male blurry and unclear until she fell into a deep rest.

When she woke up, Lecter was gone. She was not surprised, but part of her longed for more time with the male. Not for any sexual desires, but Hawkeye always felt at ease around him. She trusted him. Yet, the female knew that it would most likely be a long while before she saw him again, if she ever would.

Lifting herself up, feeling relaxed but a bit drowsy, the dark beast make the trek home, and, for the first time in forever, thought about nothing in particular.