💬 “Too Friendly”

Texts: Harry is upset because his mates are being "too friendly" with his girlfriend during a game night out. 💕

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author's note: i love the whole "dr. abbot" nickname thing. again, i myself am recovering from surgery and this is how i chose to cope. thank you all for fueling my delusions.

Edited by me 😁

Being out from the Undermines was a good thing, Nahi was only using the painkillers when she absolutely had to now. The damage she sustained was mostly healed but she still wasn’t able to talk well, and at that moment, she wasn’t really up for it anyway. 

People from the company had been coming by and she appreciated that, Kai almost too much, but she understood the younger woman’s nature and was gracious when she would visit. Soup and water were her bedside companions, along with her medical books and the notebooks Talonoa had paid for at the World’s Faire Carnival for her. The choice of if she wanted to remain in the company, and her medical field, were even more cemented after seeing how the medical teams worked at the hotel. 

The visitor she had more often than anyone though was Jamis, her therapist. A good part about her not wanting to talk because of her throat was that she could just answer him in writing, much easier to hide feelings that way. He told her how important it was for her to ‘talk’ about what happened while it was fresh, and she didn’t doubt him, but she just wasn’t ready to face the emotions that went along with that day. She wasn’t even using one of her good notebooks to communicate with him, just an old, almost filled, one that was from when he started her journaling and writing down her dreams. 

It wasn’t too long after Jamis’ recent visit when her comm buzzed with notice of a new text. Reaching over for it, Nahi grimaced a little, stretching actually hurt, she hadn’t been pummeled or anything, but when she moved like that it stretched her neck at the same time, or she had to tighten it to not let her head drop, which also hurt. 

Pathyn: Hey Nightengale

Nahi: Hey Path, how are you?

Pathyn: I am not too bad. That was some serious fireworks down with the rebellion huh? You said your company was down there the last time we talked.

Nahi: Yeah, it was something 

Pathyn: You were in the Hotel, right?

Fuck… he likely knew the answer already

Nahi: We were, yes

Pathyn: Are you alright?

Kyeanadril and Pathyn had been her confidantes back when she joined the company and when the attack had come on the camp next to hers down in Hallowfall. She had felt her lack of emotional response to having a woman she tried to save die wasn’t the right one to have, but they, and Jamis, her therapist in the company, had convinced her that there was no one way to feel.

She must not have responded fast enough as she thought back to that fight because he texted again.

Pathyn: Nahi? Are you alright?

Nahi: Alright? No.

Pathyn: Physically or mentally? 

Nahi: Yes

Pathyn: Tell me about it?

And so she did, all the details of the day, the hours spent trying to hold it together. Her work doing triage, sorting the injured into dead, expectant, needs immediate help, can wait and black blood. She explained about the chaos, about how the black blood affected people, something he likely knew, but she was on a roll and he didn’t stop her. The death of the Kaldorei and the Dwarven man’s self-mutilation, how both men had met her eyes, one with wild abandon, the other in death. How the attack, her healing and her fear about never being able to sing again. 

Pathyn was as close as she got to an old friend and he would not judge her feelings or call her irrational. Jamis told her that any fear was rational with what she went through but focusing on her voice felt… shallow… to her.

Pathyn: So, just another walk in the park, huh?

Nahi almost laughed, but stopped herself as she felt the edge of hysteria there, and was worried it would hurt.

Nahi: Everyday is filled with singing birds and rainbows.

Pathyn: Don’t forget the unicorns or they might get jealous. 

Nahi: Oh geez, can’t have that.

Pathyn: You know what I am going to say, right?

Nahi: Everyone deals with trauma in their own way. 

Pathyn: And?

Nahi: That I am beautiful, and you will be here for me, no matter what. 

They had issues recently with just that, but she didn't doubt his word at all. Pathyn, and likely Kyean, if she let him close again. Pathyn had told her that Kyean’s fixation on her had been because of the black blood influencing the Illidari’s bond with his demon, something Nahi hadn’t given thought to in many months until just then

It took her breath away and she started to tremble. 

Pathyn: You will have dreams, you might even react poorly when you are in crowds again. Be gentle with yourself.

Nahi: I am always gentle with myself.

Pathyn: Nahi, come on, this is me, and even if you are just being a smart ass, you need to not brush me off on this. 

It was something that Jamis had said too, not the gentle part exactly, but that she was going to face things that would shake her and needed to reach out to him when it did.

Nahi: I will do what I can, I am aware that none of this is my fault, I can easily say that much. Well not easily because talking hurts too much.  

Pathyn: Want me to come and visit you?

That took her back a little, she thought they had an understanding about not seeing one another, but guess seeing an injured friend might extend past those agreements.

Nahi: We are being shipped out. I will back in Silvermoon and I have to figure out what to do since I can’t sing. Still have bills to pay.

Pathyn: You dance too, right?

Nahi: A little harder to make money that way, unless I want to go the exotic dancer route. 

Pathyn: People would be foolish not to want to watch you do that.

Nahi: I will have to take that under advisement. 

Pathyn: Come to Valdrakken, neutral ground and you haven’t been there before, right?

Nahi: I haven’t. When do you want to meet? 

Pathyn: I will text next week. Hey… be gentle on yourself, alright? 

Nahi: Thank you for reaching out, Pathyn. Talk to you next week.

She wasn’t about to make a promise she couldn’t keep.