She physically had to hold herself back from the man that promised her comfort. His arms beckoned to her with a call so clear. *A prequel - if you could call it that - to Scars and Suffering.*
"His mind told him to turn around and leave the room, to give her that respect, not ogle her in her vulnerable state. He was loathe to obey his head, hesitant to leave her by herself. He’d come to find her. He was worried about her. His worry superceded his knowing that he should leave; action justified."