He drops down beside her on the couch, the phone tossed beside him. Food is clearly off the table, but at least he seems to be relaxing somewhat. She turns to face him, following the line of his hand on her cheek. It's the first time he's touched her without prompting, she thinks, so that's something. Then he leans forward and kisses her forehead, and nobody has done that since Finn, since he would give her his rations and promise her she'd get through the week.
She closes her eyes for a moment, and then he's talking again. She'd known he was in a bad way when he arrived here, and she knows a little of the poison, but she'd thought the doctors were able to do more for him than they apparently have. She certainly hadn't known it was his mother who poisoned him, though with the way he's talked of her in the past, it's not necessarily surprising.
"I'm sorry about your mom," she says gently, reaching out to put a hand on his knee. "She sounds like a bitch." She's said it before, but she means it more heartfelt now, knowing what she knows. How anyone could poison their own child is beyond her, but then she thinks of the way Abby sent Clarke to the ground to die, even loving her as much as she did.
The poison is something else, something that she's determined to deal with, but not now. There's magic of all kinds in Darrow, Raven happens to be good friends with a wizard, and she's determined that there must be a way to cure him. She knows he'll reject the idea if she brings it up now, so she lets it go for the moment, but she's already planning on asking around.
"You'll drive yourself crazy thinking like that," she says, shaking her head. "Anything could happen, this city is living proof of that, but that doesn't mean shutting everyone out." If anything, Darrow has taught her to hold on tighter to what she does have. She smiles a little though, hearing him say aloud that he cares about her. "Besides, I like you too, and I'm done letting you push me away. I'm stubborn like that."
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She closes her eyes for a moment, and then he's talking again. She'd known he was in a bad way when he arrived here, and she knows a little of the poison, but she'd thought the doctors were able to do more for him than they apparently have. She certainly hadn't known it was his mother who poisoned him, though with the way he's talked of her in the past, it's not necessarily surprising.
"I'm sorry about your mom," she says gently, reaching out to put a hand on his knee. "She sounds like a bitch." She's said it before, but she means it more heartfelt now, knowing what she knows. How anyone could poison their own child is beyond her, but then she thinks of the way Abby sent Clarke to the ground to die, even loving her as much as she did.
The poison is something else, something that she's determined to deal with, but not now. There's magic of all kinds in Darrow, Raven happens to be good friends with a wizard, and she's determined that there must be a way to cure him. She knows he'll reject the idea if she brings it up now, so she lets it go for the moment, but she's already planning on asking around.
"You'll drive yourself crazy thinking like that," she says, shaking her head. "Anything could happen, this city is living proof of that, but that doesn't mean shutting everyone out." If anything, Darrow has taught her to hold on tighter to what she does have. She smiles a little though, hearing him say aloud that he cares about her. "Besides, I like you too, and I'm done letting you push me away. I'm stubborn like that."