🌊 I couldn't sleep so I was scrolling and checking alerts and stuff.

When anyone came running she was passed out on the floor blood running from her nose

There were scratches on the inside of the door.

Something, desperate trying to get out

TW: Dark theme mental health

And he didn't trust these deeply American structures of espionage and power. Not did he trust her to enter them. No, she can be an Atlantis problem for now.

"The so-called heroes here are with few days exceptions... Not particularly amicable."

A long time Namor would have celebrated this... But now? No. Much had changed. He would not have wished for this outcome now.

"Whoever you work with or for? They are not here. And even if they are, they may be wildly different. Maybe, even hostile."

"Be that the hard times, of the helping hands."

As the hug broke, he pulled her hand to his lips without hesitation, though he paused before placing a soft kiss on her knuckles. He meant it and didn't bat the same time - she still needed time.

And he was not yet worthy of her forgiveness.

"You are fine. Everything comes as it does."

~

He expected nothing less from her.

"It also helps that I can call for Atlantian aid at any time."

"We are among the most powerful living things on the planet. You? The solar system. Sideways isn't something for us to fear..." He walked her towards the ship, and up the gangplank. Their false credentials were immaculate, and the Intel that scored them the invitations were flawless.

~

🌊 Char

I love him and I would die for him.

"Because you have been their rock. Their north star. EVen more than Loga, you are the one who will do must be done - but to save the world? The universe? Reality? Yours are the morals I trust, above all others."

"Well, I'll be here for you. However and whenever you need."