#⚜ i’m a special vampire ▬ in character

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cont. from here || @fbiartist

             it was very difficult to keep elijah out of action for longer, he was pretty indestructible. but if his heart were to be harmed or if someone would be able to successfully behead him, then he would actually be made harmless for a short time and look quite dead. but unlike normal vampires (or other beings in general) that would only very temporarily harm him. only the special daggers would actually knock him out for a longer time; days, weeks, years, centuries, even. it was difficult to estimate how long he had been gone when he took his first breath; when the dark veins on his grey skin were retreating, even if his skin remained grey until he had regained strength, until he had fed. he felt strangely dried up.

            what he did know, however, was that he was furious, raging mad, even. how could he? how dared he?

            elijah had risen within seconds with a growl and moved his shoulder until it was adjusted again with a loud crackling. his head also tilted until another crack was heard – injuries that didn't have the time to heal before he was daggered. he was in attack mode, ready to beat the crap out of his dear brother. in all honesty, he didn't really realize at first that the present people had changed nor that his opposite was gripping his arm.

            only when he heard her voice he snapped back to reality and caused him to pull his eyebrows together, irritated about what she was doing here as she had not been there when he had the confrontation with niklaus.

            "ziva?" his voice was raspy due to the lack of fluid, his skin still very greyish. and only then did he realize that he was too close to her, that he had attempted to crush her which immediately made him step back.

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         even though aurora made it seem that this new prophecy was indeed to be taken seriously, elijah was not impressed. "as you say it yourself - sometimes it is important to know the originator of such a myth." and yes, he considers it some kind of myth rather than an actual prophecy. fudged prophecies were misleading and could cause destruction because people would do anything to prevent them – or come to see them come true. it always depended on who would benefit from it. "have you not wondered why this so called prophecy makes its rounds just now? why not centuries prior?" just because dear tristan wanted to believe in it doesn't mean there's any truth about it. if this prophecy were true, it would have an immediate effect on them; of course they were on alert.

        elijah stopped as soon as aurora brought some distance between them and therefore finished the absurdity of doing a walk together. "we have survived so many centuries, why should anything change? the only danger that actually exists concerns both my family and yours. do you really think i’ve missed the arsenal that tristan has amassed with his degenerate troop? you are outfitting, rearming, and developing things that have the potential to become dangerous if they fall into the wrong hands. once something so dangerous is developed, it’s not difficult to imitate it and that which has protected you and given you security can quickly turn against yourself. that, my dear aurora, is what you should really be concerned about. not a ridiculous prophecy for which there is no evidence." the gathering of certain talented witches, who were organized in a sub-group of the strix under tristan, had not escaped elijah. he also didn't fail to notice that they seemed to be especially interested in dark magic and little toys that came with special abilities.

        the original paused and his eyes narrowed slightly before he added. "you seem to have a good idea of what would happen if tristan lost you even though none of you knows what it feels like to lose a sibling just yet. nonetheless, don’t make a mistake and underestimate how i would react if anything happened to rebekah or another family member of mine. i can be the devil himself and i grant no mercy to those who pose a threat." elijah couldn't care less about what tristan would do if rebekah perished for one reason or the other. it's not a warning, if it could even be considered as one, that impressed him at all. people should however fear how elijah would react if his sister came to any harm. || @ladamedemartel

He actually managed to make her laugh. Primarily because the expression that his face contorted into as he suggested that she was there to play nanny to him. "I wouldn't call it that-" But she had. How many times had she protested to Tristan that the presence of the watchful eyes of his Strix was infantilizing? It made her quite the hypocrite to object to terming her behavior in the same way. Not that Aurora minded a but of hypocrisy.

"Ahh, Lucien and Tristan seem to believe this one is actually true. Unlike some others. Do not tell Tristan that I told you-" she did not actually care if he told, but it was fun to lean in with a conspiratorial whisper. "-I think that Tristan started some of those rumors of destruction." Aurora then pulled away from him, her amusement still obvious from her expression. "But if Tristan and Lucien are actually worried about this one, there's a chance that it is real, and I would prefer to take control of it."

"Although-" she shrugged, "I suppose we would have had to have a conversation like this eventually. Now that it's known what will become of the rest of us were any of you to perish. Prophecy or not, it has now become clear that we cannot continue to remain on our own side of the world. " Her smile started to fade, and Aurora's tone took on a more serious note. "Do you really want to see what Tristan will do to this world if I were to be taken from him due to Rebekah's continued poor choices in partners? While the daggers were a great help, I do not think that I shall be so lucky the next time one of Rebekah's lovers decides to target your entire family?"

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cont. from here || @malka-lisitsa

           it wasn’t the first time he had felt niklaus' teeth. most of the time, however, his brother graciously offered his blood to cure him of the poison that his bite had set free. not so this time. elijah is aware that it was a way to punish him.

           this time it had caught him on the shoulder – in their heated argument that soon turned into a scuffle the bite had been quickly placed. it wasn’t a very big spot, but it was terribly inflamed and hot. something that didn’t want to heal; at least not while it was still so fresh. fortunately, he had still been able to change his tattered and bloody suit, rinse the wound as best he could, and treat it reasonably so that his new shirt would not be soiled.

           the poison had already spread well in his body and caused the first bouts of fever while his body tried to fight it. his skin was glistening with the thin layer of sweat and he felt awful. sick. inflamed. tired but at the same time wide awake. thankfully, he knew he would survive it. others were less fortunate. he knew he needed rest. he mustn't fight it as it would only delay the recovery. nonetheless, there was still one thing he needed to do.

           "please, katerina. leave. i'll be fine but you need to leave!" he was still in control now but the fever will rise and he could not guarantee for anything. in deep down, she knew it was the truth.

           he knew it was a great deal that she trusted him so much, but at that point trust was inappropriate, she wasn’t safe. not if she stayed within reach.

           "go, katerina."

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He put something green on her plate and she is not happy about it. She will be giving the silent treatment during dinner.

And yes, she knows she absolutely can just not eat it, but the audacity of that man to put this on her plate in front of her mashed potatoes is just-

         elijah was aware of katherine’s aversion to vegetables. although she didn't seem to detest every vegetable. potatoes, for example, seemed to be okay. anything green, however, was usually very difficult. the reason for it was unknown to elijah, maybe she was just stubborn. maybe she didn't give it a chance because she just assumed it was awful. or maybe she doesn't want to admit it isn't as horrible as she pretends it to be.

        whatever it was, apparently she chose to pout.

        "it would be a shame if it gets cold..." elijah stated without looking up before he continued his meal.

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She kissed him back, lingering a little longer than she usually would. Then she pulls back, breaking the kiss. He mentions her favourite.... and she has to actively battle her own thoughts about whether or not she deserves a man like him.

"Did I change your mind about love...?"

      it's evident to him that she needs him for emotional support tonight although he doesn't comment on it. instead, he let his thumbs brush lightly against her waist in an attempt to soothe her and fight her inner turmoils.

      "i don’t think you ever had to do that." he suddenly knew what she was referring to. he once told her that he doesn't believe in love. he had not been entirely sincere although it also hadn't been a lie.

      "i know there is love, but there have been times when i forgot that this option exists for me. for me, love is incredibly rare. and perhaps i was convinced, perhaps i still am sometimes, that it's better for me to refrain from love. i..." he paused and gulped slightly, focusing on the brush of his thumbs. he is a man who has concealed such deeper vulnerable emotions successfully. and he knows that there's a dark truth regarding him and love.

      "i tend to doom people. i bring destruction. when you love someone and that person loves you in return you're uniquely vulnerable. they have a power to hurt you that's like nothing else." he knows that they are in a phase where katerina had the power to hurt him if she wants to because he loves her so much. but it's not the thing he worries about.

      "sometimes i'm terrified that i hurt you, that you'll get hurt because of me just because i have feelings for you. i could never forgive myself if something happens to you." if he fails again. he hasn't been in love with her when they first met. he was smitten, yes, but it wasn't yet love. nonetheless he wanted to protect her and he failed. it's one of his biggest worries.

      "and yes, i do have feelings for you. very intense ones. feelings i didn't think i would be capable of feeling again." || @malka-lisitsa

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         "good decision", elijah commented because camille was right; telling niklaus that she came to like him could get to his head. not necessarily in the sense that he prides himself on it but because he could withdraw because he developed fears and paranoia, questioning the honesty of such words. with niklaus it was always difficult to estimate how much was too much. he could react very violently – in both directions. perhaps it would do him well to hear that someone seemed to truly appreciate him even though he was a difficult person. but in the end, elijah couldn't determine what would be the right approach.

        "it’s not difficult to notice when my brother likes someone. be assured that he rarely trusts anyone or opens up. he seems to do it with you, so i'll qualify this as a sign." otherwise, niklaus would not have asked camille to write his memoir.

        elijah was very calm when they went to the bar. it was not unusual for him to take out or question any spies. apart from that, he hoped that his calmness would extend to camille as well because she seemed to be genuinely disturbed by the fact some strangers could pose a threat.

        "have you ever been anywhere else?" elijah asked, because she said that she had spent a lot of time in this neighborhood as a child, but that did not necessarily mean that she had actually grown up here. elijah knew nothing about her parents, but only that she had a brother and an uncle.

        "i can imagine that there were times when it was quieter here in this quarter." marcel seemed to have a good grasp of how to balance things. although this also meant that he suppressed the witches and werewolves and more or less banished them from the city. it was therefore only a false peace, which must have had a calming effect on the people here. otherwise, the city would not have developed into such a tourist center in recent years.

        once they had reached the bar and camille had told him where the people in question were, elijah turned to his blond company. "do you wish to stay?" he asked because it could turn ugly. he could be subtle about it but it still wasn't nice to witness in case these people refuse answers. || @taintedbloodlines

Elijah was being thorough, Cami realized. She was willing to bet that if she said that Klaus still forced her in anyway to do things for him that he would confront his brother directly. She gave him an appreciative smile. "I just mean that he doesn't have to compel me to spend time with him anymore. Despite everything, I've come to like your brother. Although I don't tell him that often. It might go to his head." Cami never wanted him to think that what he had done to her was okay. Actually, she wanted to be sure that he knew that she would not tolerate anything like that again. "I will bow to your authority on what your brother's affection looks like --- you've got centuries on me but I am glad that we've found an understanding."

Once they were out of the Mikaelson home, she did her best not to just speed walk to Rousseau's. She wanted this over with but she knew that she had to be careful. She couldn't just barge into the bar and hope that Elijah could rid the place of anyone she deemed a threat. Maybe she was just paranoid at this point.

"You know, I spent a lot of time in the Quarter as a child. Visiting my uncle at the church. He did a lot of good for the people here..." She took a deep breath, feeling the stab of pain that came with realizing he was gone. "I'd like to do the same." Take up his mantle sort to speak.

Finally they arrived and she opened the door to step inside. The familiar smells gave her comfort, even as her eyes scanned the room. Sure enough. "By the bar --- the last two stools. I am quite sure they are not here for anything good."

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"Elijah."

Uh oh.

"I did my hair and nails for you, and not once have you commented on how bangable I am."

Rude Elijah, after she went through all that trouble.

         "i would never assume you would do such activities for anyone but your own pleasure and comfort," elijah stated because he is an advocate for women to only dress for themselves and not for men.

        "but you are wrong if you think i failed to recognize." he added with a sly smile while his head tilted slightly. "you are always very bangable, if i am to use your words. but if i said something like that out loud, then i would want to execute it too – your hair wouldn’t be so perfect after."

        elijah obviously knows that katherine is very extra with her hair and he does try to be careful with it but ... when things get rough, they get rough. @malka-lisitsa

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cont. from here || @apex-royalty

          "see, that's where you're gravely mistaken." elijah stepped closer, his tone and attitude dangerously cool & indifferent. "that's always the problem with you pesky salvatores. you always try to pull your head out of the noose you created and hope to evade the consequences of your actions." 

          "i thought i made myself clear when i said that if anything whatsoever happens to katherine, i will descend upon you. it is easy to switch elena’s name with yours in this equation. i do not care for the reasons, stefan. i see the result. and the result is that she is dead." the last words were almost hissed.

          "so explain why you deserve to keep your heart?"

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cont. from here || @malka-lisitsa

         "you would have rejected another gentleman if he had been faster than me? that could be considered bold – or foolish. the gentlemen of the ton would think you have already made your decision..." it's unlike for him to be as bold himself for he would never be that much carried away to be so direct. however, somehow the thought of other men dancing with her did bother him – even though she is by far not his. and how could she if he himself has not made a decision?

        "nevertheless, i gladly accept this honor and it would be a pleasure to add my name to your dancing card."

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            elijah’s mouth opened to repeat his question. in the end, however, he decided not to focus on this topic further, as there were more important issues at the moment. nevertheless, the return of magic was definitely a topic they had to discuss. because magic could be the only reason for what just happened; nothing else could have caused these vibrations.

           at the testimony of his sister, he shook his head decisively. "well, the situation seems to have changed, or do you not feel that way?" a hint at what just happened. he did not know exactly how strong the magic in her was. but if it behaved like freya's, then her actual age would have amplified the power of her magic. something dangerous, if you didn’t know exactly how to deal with it.

           within a second, elijah was at the door to block her exit. "i am well aware that you and rebekah have little in common on this issue. nevertheless, you are probably not aware of the risks your condition poses at this moment. i have no desire to argue with you, but you cannot deny that there is a potential in you that can’t be estimated at this time. and if something happened to you, it would not be reversed." human bodies had no second chance to heal if they were seriously injured in any form and they don't know if vampire blood could help her in any form. || @obl1tus

A shaky exhale follows his words, but she doesn't answer or acknowledge what happened. She continues to keep a tight grip on the box that had been cracked open to reinforce her mental shields. She rises from the armchair slowly, her movements stiff. " That, " she responds tersely, heading towards the room's exit. " Was none of your business. " her tone leaves no room for negotiation. She's not discussing this with him. Not now, not ever. In fact, she doesn't want to think about it ever again. There's a pit in her stomach and she feels nausea rise. But her gaze darts to her brother as he dares to impose bed rest upon her, a bitter laugh ripping from her throat as she whirls on him, ignoring the way her head spins at the fast movement- her body still adjusting to no longer having unnatural speed. " You may be my brother but I have outgrown the brotherly concern by a few centuries. " a tight smile adorns her lips. " Our agreement is off, I'll deal with this on my own, however, I see fit. " she was nothing if not stubborn. She sucks in another breath, feeling her self-control ebb. The last thing she wants is a repeat of before. She makes a mental note to speak to Freya about control. " I have spent the better part of a millennia on my own, I think I know what's best for me. " she doesn't. She goes to turn again before pausing, gaze hard. " and in-case you hadn't noticed, I'm not Rebekah, I don't follow her fanciful notions about love and becoming human. I don't want to be a mother, I don't believe being human makes anything better. If I could, I'd give this to her in a second. I don't want to be weak. " there's definitely no heat to her tone, no bitterness when she speaks of her sister and her voice definitely doesn't crack.

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cont. from here || @hereticdiaries

        "is this a cleverly orchestrated plan to continue a conversation with me?" elijah was surprised that the unknown person wanted to clarify any questions, especially since she clearly seemed to know who she had in front of her. usually, people did not engage too much with them, unless they wanted something. that was also the reason why elijah wondered if this encounter was not as random as originally thought.

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"Ooohhh, a gentleman and a beast in bed."

She knew both already but she likes to tease. Of course she dresses for her satisfaction first but she absolutely wants him to leer every chance he gets.

The doppelganger spins on her heel, casually starting to walk in the direction of the bedroom.

"Hair can be fixed Elijah." She shot back over her shoulder.

If that's not an invitation who knows what is.

         he did not say anything regarding the first comment. a gentleman would not confirm such a claim.

        his eyes attentively followed every movement, every step she made while not failing to notice her invitation. hair can be fixed, hm? elijah lazily got up before following her to the bedroom but without entering it. instead, he leaned against the doorframe.

        "i'm under the impression you desire more than a simple confirmation of your exquisite looks?" he was teasing her, of course, because he knew what she wanted. nonetheless, he was in the mood to play a little.  || @malka-lisitsa

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cont. from here || @malka-lisitsa

          it is very rare that elijah went to bed early - usually, he did not sleep until well after midnight. and when he finally went to sleep, he usually slept tight enough. however, not tight enough not to relatively quickly notice that katherine had left the bed. he waited a few moments to see if katherine returned to bed, giving her the necessary space in case it wasn't a situation that needed attention. but when she failed to return, elijah decided it was best if he went looking for her.

          he gave an unusual sight. the hair already slightly ruffled by sleep on one side, without a suit, but only in his sleeping outfit, and barefoot. fortunately, it didn't take him long to locate her, and fortunately, she was still in the building. upon stepping into the room she had chosen, elijah immediately checked for signs: increased pulse, rapid breathing, restlessness... signs that typically indicate that she has had a nightmare or a panic attack. but everything seems quiet. 

          she seemed to take some time until she gave him a reaction following his words that were mainly meant to make his presence known so as to not startle her in case her mind wandered off. and considering that she seemed to need some time to react, her thoughts were probably not entirely here in the presence.

          her questions caused him to frown, not having expected that whatever troubled her went in that specific direction. he knew he was far from being perfect and he knew that he certainly was not everything that she was looking for and needed. elijah was not blind to the fact that his divided loyalties didn't please her and he knew that he had hurt her immensely in the past. he also knew that he often could not match her fiery spirit (the famous stick in his ass) and isn't as open in his feelings. flaws a perfection option would not have. nonetheless (or rather precisely because), he was trying his hardest to show her what she meant to him. her doubts regarding their relationship made him question whether he was trying enough. whether he had done anything that made her feel neglected or misplaced or not good enough.

          elijah stepped carefully closer until he reached the chair she was sitting in. then, he squatted down so that he wasn't towering over her. "of course i am happy with you, katerina. you are important to me and you mean a lot to me." his hand reached out to lay above her free hand, his thumb gently stroking the back of her hand. "i love you."

          of course, there are big 'whys' in his head. why is she filled with doubts? why was she so unsure of his feelings for her? but he decided to not ask so as to not push her if she didn't feel like sharing. perhaps being simply here with her already helps her.

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            "my curiosity should be capable of being forgiven, it’s extremely rare that someone notices and meets a new doppelganger." of course he was curious, of course he would want to meet this person. he had no interest in her beyond his curiosity. he just found it fascinating that there were now three doppelgangers who had become vampires in one way or another – it was strange how they had been looking for a doppelganger so long and now there are three he knows of. "as long as you are not a threat, you have nothing to fear from me. i can’t speak for the rest of my family." doppelganger are a wanted species. although niklaus seems to have overcome his urge to create new hybrids after they turned out not necessarily loyal, that didn’t mean anything. but that'll be all he's going to say. anything else would immediately darken the situation.

           "i suppose trying to stay alive essentially means making enemies to some degree," elijah stated because he could comprehend the situation katherine is in although her decisions weren't always the smartest ones. some actions cause a chain reaction and it is hard to find a way out of it. "this is not a guarantee that you will necessarily share her fate; she usually leaves few witnesses of her place of residence." which was also one of the reasons why she was so hard to find or grasp – the lack of people truly knowing her made her so incredibly elusive.

           elijah leaned slightly back, his gaze expectingly. "and the accurate answer would be?"

"Should I be nervous? So far, all you've done is question me and offer me tea. No attacks, snide comments or threats of death. More than I hoped for, if I'm honest. I imagine the rest of your family is not so... gentlemanly?" Her head cocked to the side, an eyebrow raising. "Or is it a family trait? And everything I've heard is just.. poppycock?"

A small nod, and a shrug. "Mhm. Katherine? For someone supposedly on the run, she sure makes a lot of enemies wherever she goes. It's not like I can do much about it either. Dye my hair? I don't think it'd help much."

Annie could tell that he wasn't thrilled to be dragged into a guessing game, but she wanted to see how much he knew about her without telling him herself. "You would be right. Pretty good guess, I'd say."

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@paralyziingfears sent: “ i deserve to be here and by the sounds of it, so do you. ” / from damon salvatore !

           "what a ridiculous comparison in an attempt to show importance. you’re only here because of my generosity regarding the arrangements with elena. if it had been up to me, you would have had no opportunity to be a waste of my time for a long time." he looked at damon without any emotion in his features, stating his words in a tone that didn't suggest that he was open for discussions.

          "you are characterized by a lack of reliability and loyalty. it is surprising that they trust you in this matter since they must fear that the plans they have made will be undermined from their own ranks."

          "so no, i do not think or even assume that you deserve to be here just as much as i and you'd do well to not prove me right because the next time, there will be no arrangement that guarantees that you'll live."

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plotted with @malka-lisitsa

          elijah had grown very fond of katherine, or rather katerina now that he knows her actual name, over the past few months. neutrally explained. it was very rare that he developed a deeper interest in a human, and he knew it was better to stay away. humans and vampires were never a good combination, yet they seemed to meet by chance. admittedly, sometimes he had also set it out to appear at the place he knew she was working at, but sometimes she, too, seemed to cross his path.

         katerina was a special person, she had something indescribable about her that attracted him. therefore he had seen with great concern that she had obvious injuries the previous day; bruises which she tried to hide under makeup. in her movements that suggested pain. he had never addressed it directly and the answers to his indirect questions were usually formulated in such a way that he knew she did not want any further inquiries. but now he was sure that there was indeed someone who caused her pain. something that made him incredibly angry (raging mad, even), but since she wouldn’t drop any names, he couldn’t let this person pay.

         he had offered to take the pain away and heal her, and she had agreed, although she probably thought it was a joke on his part. that it was actually his blood that had the desired effect was unknown to her as he had cleverly hidden it by giving her a drink.

         the events of the previous day had led him to want to see her urgently today, which is why he drove to her address. he knew it because she had already invited him to her apartment once. he rang the bell, but no one opened the main door, which was not an obstacle, as he found someone else to open the door. when he finally stood in front of her apartment door, however, he smelled something that shouldn't be as prominent: blood.

         elijah knocked on her door. "katerina?" there was no reaction, so he looked around briefly and then opened the door with a deliberate blow.

         what he found was horrifying, she lay not far from the door in her own, already dried blood on the ground.

         "katerina!? katherine?!" immediately he hurried to her and kneeled beside her on the ground, his gaze searching where all the blood came from while at the same time trying to feel a pulse, although he could not hear a heartbeat and her gaze was fixed, empty, and immobile. he knew what this meant, but he didn’t want to accept it. she couldn't be dead. she shouldn't be dead. he couldn't have lost her.

         but ... was it even possible for her to be dead? there were a thousand thoughts on his mind, also calculating when he had given her his blood the day before.

         his gaze finally hung on a dark crusty spot on her dark top, which was slightly raised and shimmered metallic when looked closely. immediately he brushed his fingers carefully over the spot and could then actually grab a bullet that should not be at this place (even if it shouldn't be there at all). her body seemed to have expelled it, which was a sign that she'd wake up again.

         elijah released a breath, before closing his eyes and trying to focus which wasn't as easy because between the initial scare he had and the wrath he felt, he also knew that she wouldn't awake as she was before. if she were to awake, then she would be in transition.

         he opened his eyes and then rested his hand softly against her cheek. "you won't be hurt again. and you'll be avenged." he does not know who did this but he'll find out. elijah lifted her into his arms and carried her to the room which he suspected was her bedroom, to lay her on her bed. she shouldn’t have to wake up on the floor. he left the bedroom door open to hear any possible change or movement before returning to the scene and started cleaning it – more a distraction to himself, because besides his concern for her, there was also this incredible anger and vindictiveness. only when the floor was perfectly clean, he went back and stood at the bedroom door to give her the necessary space when she wakes up.