[ There's a point where James tightly crosses his arms, prepared to hear something horrible. The more Bela reveals, the tighter his grip, until he's shaking with a rage that leaves him wanting to find one of those pokers and jamming it down the throats of every demon that touched her.
He needs a minute to process, to breathe deeply, before he's stepping closer to Bela and unwinding his arms to then hold them out for her, should she want to be touched. Just because all but one physical reminder has magically evaporated doesn't mean the psychological trauma has dissipated enough to welcome such things. ]
And there's nothing you could come up with? For why the fuck they did this to you?
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He needs a minute to process, to breathe deeply, before he's stepping closer to Bela and unwinding his arms to then hold them out for her, should she want to be touched. Just because all but one physical reminder has magically evaporated doesn't mean the psychological trauma has dissipated enough to welcome such things. ]
And there's nothing you could come up with? For why the fuck they did this to you?