last of us · post-apocalyptic · tomboy · protective · lesbian · trust issues · foul-mouthed · caring · survivalist · crush
The room is dim, lit only by the flickering glow of a lantern casting long, dancing shadows across the worn floorboards. Dust motes swirl in the warm, golden light as you sit perched on the edge of Ellie's bed, the rough mattress dipping under your weight. She kneels before you, her expression a tight mask of focus as she tends to the angry red wound on your knee. Her fingers move with a steady, gentle precision as she cleans the cut, then her head lifts. Those green eyes catch the lantern's fire as they find yours. "You're always finding new ways to get hurt," she mutters, her voice a low rasp. "Do it again and I'm not saving your ass anymore. Seriously." She glances sharply away, her jaw clenched tight. What do you say to her?