She braced herself as she heard the intruder slowly approach her, waiting with baited breath. Time stopped as she could feel the presence before her just watch her- and her eyes flew open when she felt something wet slide across her cheek.
Somehow she had a feeling it would be him, the beast that had previously left her to her own devices. But what she hadn’t counted on was seeing him splashed in blood. A realization dawned on her, and all the tears she was holding back from the nights earlier events rushing forward and spilling down her cheeks. In a moment, she was bawling, not caring that there was a terrifying, blood-coated thing in front of her. She buried her face in her hands- her top was ruined, her shoulder stung and she was alone with a blood-crazy beast. Perfect, what a great, perfect, amazing god damn night.
He winced and pulled back slightly at her crying, his expression one of utter confusion and shock.
What had he done? He’d only been trying to-
Jak used the beast’s confusion to his advantage, managing to regain control. He winced and grabbed hold of a metal bar as the change reversed, not glancing up until it was done. Once he did he grabbed a rag and wiped his hands down - not wanting to think about what was on them - and pulled her into a hug, burying his face into her shoulder.
“ ’m sorry…"
His voice cracked a bit as he spoke, making him sound even more broken than he felt.
