LIPS ARE PURSING INTO A THIN BEAM OF APPRECIATION⸺a solemn hum dispersing silently as his hands are slowly retracting away from her shoulders, with dark jacket is bestowed upon her trembling body from unprecedented freight of her life, where people suddenly hunt her down for a sport, of which neither had expected until @per6e's name is on the list . . . HIS HELP IS A MERE FAVOUR HE NEEDED TO RETURN from years of secrecy they kept from each other, with bloodied hands had been washed whilst he stood there with a gleam of reflection foretold his presence during her recovery; observing the life he chose not to know because it would essentially fracture the delicate trust they both have on each other ..
however, tonight is an exception, regardless of the circumstance that brought them together now, with head is tucked into the shadow, questions trail each steps she takes, but a quiet gratitude abates the perturbation from his eyes as he veils her away to his vehicle, from unwanted seek for revenge on her, ❝ i can't guarantee that you will be save with me, ❞ a murmur against the closing door behind her as he glances to rearview mirror to meet his driver's eyes; quietly signaling to him that they need to drift before anyone notices her ... andrei ( his driver but also his bodyguard ) locks the vehicle to shield them away from unwanted attacks from either side of the doors &. start to drive, with cautious eyes watching the potential threats from either ways, which makes johann instinctively reaches for a firearm underneath his seat just in case, ❝ don't thank me just yet. ❞
PERSEPHONE LARKE SAID, THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING FROM BLOOD IS THICKER THAN ... ; ACCEPTING.
