"Of course, my love," Michael said softly. "I probably should have asked, yes... But when I saw you injured I simply couldn't think sensibly; I just acted. You'd been shot at, the human was holding a gun. What else could I have concluded but that he had shot you? And... well..." He trailed off.
Michael now remembered the horrifying moment he had seen Raphael lying on the ground, bloodied and wounded, and shivered. Almost without consciously noticing it he held Raphael a bit closer to himself. Not many things could scare him, but the mere thought of Raphael getting injured, perhaps even discorporated, because he wasn't there to protect him was simply terrifying.
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Date: 2006-02-19 10:32 pm (UTC)Michael now remembered the horrifying moment he had seen Raphael lying on the ground, bloodied and wounded, and shivered. Almost without consciously noticing it he held Raphael a bit closer to himself. Not many things could scare him, but the mere thought of Raphael getting injured, perhaps even discorporated, because he wasn't there to protect him was simply terrifying.
"I just wasn't thinking," he finished quietly.