"You can just ask, you know. And sorry about grabbing your ass when I sat you down. I'd say it was a mistake... but that would be a lie."

He chuckled, his hands never stopped working. Massaging her feet, working out all the knots and tension.

J suddenly appeared, holding a chair. He quickly placed it behind her, gently but quickly placed her in it, then started rubbing her feet.

It was almost scary how quickly and smoothly he moved. Inhumanly so. It was a good thing J was still... J. So a total goofball.+

He was shaking like a leaf. The adrenaline had worn off by now, and all he had left was nervous energy.

"Yeah. It's me. I'm here."

J leaned forward and placed his head against hers. Then he slid off to the side, letting her get up.

"Are you okay? I didn't hurt you too bad, did I?"

J shrugged.

"Yeah, sure. I actually do like the cold, so it doesn't bother me. I naturally run hot, because of my unique physiology."

He stood up and wrapped an arm around the Yautja.

"Do you have any warm clothes? I could make you some, or just cuddle with you the entire time."

Until he was sure she was dazed. Then J knelt on top of her, pinning her down.

"Calm. Down. You can't beat me. I'm not your enemy. I love you."

He waited for her to get closer, calculating her location based on the flickering cloak. Then, when she was close enough, he dodged another arrow and leapt in her direction. His arms spread wide, snatching her up in a bear hug.

"Gotcha!"

Then he slammed her into the ground. Over and over. +

He reached up and ripped the arrow from his throat, sending crimson cascading to the ground. The flow only lasted for a moment, before disappearing.

"Running? Who's running?"

His eye caught the waver in her cloak. There was a rhythm to it. Almost like it was on a timer. +