Thread: I'm Coming Home ||| randomname98766789 x Iikaitlynii

If she had time, Amelia would have either scoffed or laughed at his words. Clearly these people were arrogant and stupid, she thought, but no sooner than the thought left her mind did she end up screaming in pain from the shock. There was no way she could have guessed how long it lasted this time, other than that he continued to do it over and over. In reality it might have only been minutes but felt like much longer. Especially when he proceeded to do it even more without giving her a chance to say anything in response. By the time it did cease, her voice was hoarse and weak to the point where she wasn't even sure she could speak. And she was pretty sure her eyes were red from how badly they hurt. For a brief moment she wondered if welts would firm on her legs and look similar to that of what warriors had for each person they killed. Frowning slightly things were looking more and more hopesless, even if she hadn't already thought they were. It didn't matter though since she had no reason to believe anything he said, nor did she want to give up her village. She'd much sooner send his people towards Ice Nation than lead them to her home where they could try to kill everyone. While there were warriors there, it was a smaller place that was mostly common folk who didn't know anything about fighting, or even understood English since only warriors learned that as a second language. My village...is one of an infinite many.. she spoke in a low voice. This time there was no tone other than pain. Taking it will get you nothing other than war. Amelia doubted that would matter since he seemed stupid enough to believe they could survive an attack with however few people they had. And that wasn't even counting the fact they might already have a war since others would know by now that she was missing and put two and two together. It was getting to the point where she might not have been above begging, especially now that it seemed her village had specifically became a target. -- While Clarke expected such a response, and did feel grateful to have someone that loved her so much he would die for her, she still couldn't begin to think about the possibility of him ever being gone because of saving her. Of course she would do the same thing though, even if he would make sure otherwise. Nodding, she supposed the best she would get was him being careful. They all needed to be really seeing as there were obviously humans who survived on the ground and they were clearly not friendly. The thought made her internally frown and was now more concerned about their survival but for the moment she was just too happy Ryan was alive. Or even a lake just to wash ourselves off she mused but clearly liked the thought of a shower with him more. It would've been nice to clean themselves up of blood but that would have to wait until later. Especially Ryan who was still in bad shape despite the fact he was now awake. Are you thirsty? Need water or food? she suddenly asked and wanted to make sure he kept him his strength. Holding him tightly she closed her eyes while waiting for a response. It felt good to lay against him like that after nearly loosing him. The thought of him being gone made her want to do anything to prevent that. I love you, she added in a whisper.