passionate as sin;

He crossed his arms against his chest and shakes his head. “I’m fine. I don’t need to go there.”

"What?" She looked at him in disbelief. "What do you mean you don't need to go there? Your nose won't stop bleeding." She waves the robe full of his blood in front of his face. "Shit. What have I done?" She muttered to herself as he wipe off the blood on his nose.

He’s swimming because he couldn’t sleep, when he sees somebody running towards the beach, he goes underwater and stays there until the girl goes into the water, he drags her down to the water and he lets go of her feet when he gets kicked on the face, pretty hard. He pops out and realizes his nose is bleeding. “Shit.” he wipes it off but it’s still flowing. “Totally my fault.”

"Holy c...Gods! I thought it was something else. What the hell are you even doing...ugh." She said out of panic, not finishing her sentence as she went to where she dropped her robe. Jo went back to Rhys and place the robe on her and used it to stop the bleeding. "Let's get you to the infirmary."

She takes the daggers and looks at her sister in the eyes. “I didn’t want you to worry, Jo.”

Jo groaned because she thought she should be the one who does the worrying, not her. "All these years Harley, you could have said something. This is the only weapon I'm good at. I wished you told me when I started learning it."

No, forget about it.  Whatever. [he turns to go back towards the dining pavilion]

She frowned when he walked away before she turned to face the target again and sighed. "Okay."

No, I don’t.

"Oh..." She just shrugged then coiled her whip again. "Sorry...maybe I'm just not feeling well. Just forget about it." She told him before walking out of the arena.

"The armory, if you don’t mind the walk."

"I don't mind. Come on." She said before started walking,

She shook her head, “I don’t like the whip, it reminds me of mom’s belt. Remember that time I did something that really pissed her off, she grabbed me by the arm and then dragged me into her room and she started spanking me with it—my back was really red and it almost bleed. It’s like that, it reminds me of that.” she said, she doesn’t even know if Johanna remembers that, “So, I’ll take the Chinese ring daggers.”

Johanna swallowed, remembering it very well. She was young then and useless. "Why you didn't tell me before? I could've use...Ugh." She handed her over the daggers. "This is why you need to talk more to me, you know."

I missed breakfast! Guess I’ll just have to make up for it by eating extra… Oh and I’ll try to talk a little quieter {whispers} Is this ok?

Jo laughed in a wholeheartedly way. "No, I mean you talk pretty loud in your sleep. Bad dreams?"

"No problem." he said with a nod. "I’m actually heading back to my cabin, actually. I kinda got lost."

"Wait, you were lost?" She asked then laughed. "How come you got lost when you were for a while?"

He laughs lightly. “It’s fine. I’m sorry too.” Charley wasn’t sure whether he was apologizing for the conversation or the campfire fiasco. “I know what you meant, no need to explain.” 

"Yeah, I'm sorry." She laughed a bit too. "For everything."

[raises an eyebrow] I don’t believe you.

She touched the back of her neck. "You don't feel it, do you?"

Wow … Maybe I just wanted to talk to you?

She sighed before turning to face him. "What are we even going to talk about, Terence? Wait, did I do something wrong?"

Yeah that might have happened I have a tendency to talk in my sleep so it wouldn’t be the first time. Thanks for coming and getting me though!

"Yeah, well you do that's why I barged in here to wake you up. You talked pretty loudly too. Anyway it's almost lunch."

No, that was the truth … Come on Jo, keep up.

"What? Are you here to murder me?" She said, getting more confused so she just picked up some throwing knives on the floor and threw it on the target, hitting anywhere near the bullseye but not on the bullseye.

[he looks behind him, seeing nothing, but Johanna is putting him on edge now and he also reaches for his sword] I didn’t see anything.

She uncoiled her whip and walked past him to take a better look. "I swear to gods I saw a shadow." After a few moments of anticipation and got nothing, Jo sighed and turned to face him again. "Sorry. It's probably..." She trailed off as the cold crept up to her nape which made all of her hair stood. "Nothing," she finished, looking a little sick.

A frown tugs at the corner of his mouth. “Oh, right, yeah. Sorry.”

"No, I am sorry! Oh, wait, that's your response to what I said. Oh, yeah, I was joking. You know, like you guys do. Oh wait, that was your response to my response?" Jo suddenly had the urge to drop her head on the table...repeatedly. "Yeah, nevermind. Don't mind me." Then she continued to stab her vegetable salad with fork.