He doesn't need to tell her about the strangeness of time when it comes to this place and people. When Chris was here, he came from a point in the future. He had told her she lived, that they both survived Kijuju. Josh and Jill too. She'd asked that before asking about herself. After all, she had been ready to die if it meant taking Wesker down with her.
Turns out it took more than a volcano to kill that asshole.
Hearing him laugh again, no matter how small or out of place, continued to ground her here and in the now, no matter how much those ugly scents pulled at the darkness in her mind. She honestly, if he smelled better, could stay like this for far longer. While she has an avenue for physical comfort here, Josh is family, someone who believed in and supported her as she grew into her role within the team and the BSAA. If it weren't for him and his training, she and Chris both likely wouldn't have survived, for what that's worth now.
His timely break in the embrace helps shove that thought aside, her feline green eyes searching his face for a reaction, nervous that she'd see disgust. It had taken her a while to adjust, given their recent experiences with monsters, and she'd hate for him to see her as one too. Her tail flicks anxiously behind her.
What tension accumulates dispells at his declaration. "And you as well. One, stinky piece." She makes a bit of a face, but a smile continues to fight its way through. "Come with me. You need a shower."
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Turns out it took more than a volcano to kill that asshole.
Hearing him laugh again, no matter how small or out of place, continued to ground her here and in the now, no matter how much those ugly scents pulled at the darkness in her mind. She honestly, if he smelled better, could stay like this for far longer. While she has an avenue for physical comfort here, Josh is family, someone who believed in and supported her as she grew into her role within the team and the BSAA. If it weren't for him and his training, she and Chris both likely wouldn't have survived, for what that's worth now.
His timely break in the embrace helps shove that thought aside, her feline green eyes searching his face for a reaction, nervous that she'd see disgust. It had taken her a while to adjust, given their recent experiences with monsters, and she'd hate for him to see her as one too. Her tail flicks anxiously behind her.
What tension accumulates dispells at his declaration. "And you as well. One, stinky piece." She makes a bit of a face, but a smile continues to fight its way through. "Come with me. You need a shower."