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[a_sin_for_him]

"Would you like company, while you settle in?"

She doubted he did, but she'd make the offer anyway. She wanted him to know that she would, if he wanted it.

[envy_the_sinners]

Scar frowned up at her, almost as if confused. He shook his head as he pulled his jacket off and set it on the edge of the bed. Now, he was annoyed with himself. It was always the same thing. She was kind to him, he grew irritated for no reason, then he regretted it. He deflated, slightly, his shoulders drooping as he looked away, turned into himself. He shook his head again, this time more slowly.

Why did she even try?

Miriam jumped onto the bed, waiting patiently for him to lie down so she could take her place on his chest for the night.

[a_sin_for_him]

"No, I didn't think so. But I'm down the hall if you need anything." Lust watched him for just a moment from the doorway, aware of but not thinking on the fondness she felt for him. She was glad he was staying, that she'd know where he was and know he was safe. And close by. It was oddly reassuring.

"Goodnight, Scar. I hope you sleep well."

[envy_the_sinners]

"Goodnight," he finally said quietly, looking up to give her an apologetic sort of look. And she was still smiling. Scar's eyes lingered on hers for a moment too long, and he glanced away, pulling his legs onto the bed and picking up his sleepy Skitty.