(SE) bury me face down

”Not to me, you don’t. You never have to apologise to me.” Vai smiles; it’s true that she’s only saying what she thinks he’d like to hear, given that he thinks she’s someone else, and she focuses her efforts on getting them up and into the offices in the boxing ring. It’s cooler but the air is musty, and Vai moves to try and open one of the windows (the one that... isn’t boarded up - she’s not going to ask). Returning to Sunjata, she carefully sits him down on an upturned crate, looking him over and sighing. ”What are we going to do with you?” she asks, taking in the sunburn, the dehydration, the injuries anew. ”Come here, let’s put you back together a bit.” She rubs her hands together, reaching out to rest cool hands against his temples. ”We need to make sure you’re well enough or your wedding after all.” vervain well i'll rest my eyes and i'll let the earth breathe