She closed her eyes when she felt his hand on her face, it felt so warm and almost hurt when he rubbed against her bruise. He couldn't find out about her secret going out at night, but at this rate it felt like he would. Being held by the boy of her dreams was a feeling that she had always longed for, or at least waited several years for. It was so different now, leaning against his muscular body and feeling his buff arms made her all warm and fuzzy inside. When he looked into her eyes she knew what he was trying to tell her, almost as if she could read his mind. Soon enough he would be able to speak, but not now. His lips smiled a bit and she smiled in return. The boy asked for her help with his eyes. Sarina moved to remove his bandages, they dropped to the ground and a gasp escaped as she saw the scars. "Liam.... You're body it’s..." Her words cut off as her thoughts wandered. 

Her friend’s torso and arms were covered in deep scars. Nearly all of which were puncture wound scars from the Iron Maiden contraption they had him restrained in. Her teeth clenched and she reached out her hand to touch his chest. “I can’t believe they did this too you… Those bastards.” In the back of her mind she thought of her katana in its sheath that she had slid under the bed upon arrival. How she could make them pay with her mighty weapon and her deadly skills. 

Sarina must have sensed it too when the new aura came close to the apartment, though she knew it was her friend Jay. "Jay's home." She moved away from Liam momentarily to open the front door. Jay stood there holding a few bags of groceries, his hand was out as if he had been about to open the front door. "Hey!" Her face lit up, momentarily forgetting the anger she felt when looking at Liam’s wounds.  

"Whoa, your eye looks worse." He raised his hand to poke her underneath her eye where her bruise was. "Ow." The girl winced and pulled away. Liam got close, seeming to be defensive of her. "It's okay, Liam. Jay's a friend, you remember Jay right?"

When Liam didn’t respond, Jay spoke. “He’s on his feet!! And holy wow look at those scars!” Jay chuckled his accent thickening with his excitement, “you healed rather quickly didn’t you?! But I suppose that’s to be expected, right?” He moved past them and headed into the small kitchen to put the groceries away. “I hope you don’t expect me to pick up these dirty wrappings on the kitchen floor.” 
At the mention of the bandages, Sarina went to clean them up, wrapping them up nice and tight before throwing them into the kitchen trash can. 
“Liam. I...” She yawned heavily and drug her feet toward the bed. 

“Looks like someone needs to sleep again. That’s a normal human thing you know, you’re not invincible or unsusceptible, you do know that right?” Jay nagged while finishing putting things up. 

“I know, I know...” Yawning once more the girl threw herself onto the bed and brought the covers up and over herself. “Good night. Watch over Liam for me.” Normally she wouldn’t have left him like this, but this morning she was particularly exhausted. “Right! Of course, anything for you, Sarina.” Jay looked toward Liam and grinned, “looks like it’s you and me, bro.”