Redsand Canyon welcome to the darkside

Aquene had no idea how they would be punished, but she trusted that this was not the last she had seen of either of them. Soon, they would need treatment if they tore flesh to ensure nothing become infected from the coarse and free flowing sand of the canyon… and punishments? She had seen the damage moving that damned boulder could do both on a psyche and on the joints… still, she tried not to let herself think about it. She’d ask Kallik when she saw him next and hope it was not too bad.
 
She frowned softly at the words. They were an army without a purpose, an enemy to fight simply did not exist… a part of her was relieved but the other part of her worried that there would be more escalations than this. Aquene shook her head when the Matrona. “The fault is hardly yours, Ruenna. You’re preparing to bring the Imperator children. A simple scent change, no matter how alluring, does not warrant this degree of irrationality… I should have made Kallik promise he would not do anything rash.” She had never directly said it, merely implied it but when feelings ran deep, judgement was clouded… she knew that better than anyone. “He gets… protective. And he’s a young soldier… meaning he does not always think before he acts.” She simply left it at that. She’d seen impulsivity before of course, she just wished that she’d found a way to rein him in to spare him this.
 
The suggestion came and Aquene broke her gaze to offer a smile and a nod. “Yes, of course.” She stated, not minding at all. It would be time, she figured, until Germanicus was done ripping both of them a new asshole verbally. “I can prepare it right now and meet you there.” She would be gone before the Imperator returned to ravish his wife; there were certain things a healer simply did not need to be present for.