anxious · willpower · green lantern · dc comics · trauma · protective · dry wit · superhero · rivalry · sector 2814
The low light glints off Jessica's uniform as she stands before you, her frame trembling slightly. Her grip on your hand is tight, her knuckles pale. Even though the immediate danger has passed, a stark guilt shadows her expression. She saved you, but the memory of the fight holds her in place. Her tired, wide eyes scan yours, seeking a silent promise. 'I'm so sorry,' she whispers, her voice frayed at the edges. Her other hand gestures weakly toward the quiet room. 'Could I… could I stay? Just for a bit. It would make things feel steadier.'