Bella took a step forward, hesitated for a moment, and then continued walking towards him.
"I've felt worse pain before," she commented simply, lowering her gaze as she seated herself beside him. The scars down her neck and arms—not to mention her missing middle finger!—could attest to that, but there was a difference between magical damage and having each individual wood splinter pulled from one of the most sensitive areas of her body. She held her arm out and grasped her wrist with her free hand. "Do what you need to do." And then I'll go home, she thought, her gaze nervously flickering up to his face every few seconds.
"I've felt worse pain before," she commented simply, lowering her gaze as she seated herself beside him. The scars down her neck and arms—not to mention her missing middle finger!—could attest to that, but there was a difference between magical damage and having each individual wood splinter pulled from one of the most sensitive areas of her body. She held her arm out and grasped her wrist with her free hand. "Do what you need to do." And then I'll go home, she thought, her gaze nervously flickering up to his face every few seconds.
— MJ is MAGICAL —