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( fine, she says. he knows that the wound hasn't been torn open, it's skinned over, slowly but surely it's healing. they can't strain her too much, though sex against a wall likely isn't any more strain than running through the zombie-infected streets of New York. her agreement that is fine is enough for him, he's not inclined to question it.

both of them have plenty of tendency to ignore an injury and push themselves too far. that said, usually that tendency rears its ugly head when they can't afford to let it slow them down. now, she has no reason to lie; furthermore he knows she isn't. if she's not worried about it, he's not going to worry about it either. )

Good. ( he likes the feeling of her hand over his, and rubs a pattern into her skin in approval. ) Tell me what you want, Elektra. I want to hear it. ( he's always liked dragging details out of her, to fill in details he can't see. they have a lot less time to chat now, and he still asks anyway. she's got to be used to it by now. )