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[She knows he's right, she does. But she also just wants to move on and try to forget about it all. She just wants things to go back to normal, well, as normal as can be there.

She looks up at him as he cups her chin and though she's been really good at controlling her emotions, her bottom lip trembles a bit.]

I would feel horrible if something were to happen to someone else... What would you do to him though?

{He applies the salve, murmuring ancient words under his breath, calling forth his power to ease the cuts and bruises. The swelling will lessen under his fingers and he waits until her face is more how it should be before he answers.}

Justice is not something to fear. As for what I would do...

{Thranduil takes control of his fury - for her sake.}

I would turn him in for his violence and warn him to never raise a hand against you again lest I take justice into my hands.

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[She closes her eyes, and she can feel the strange warmth of his power flowing into her, healing her. It was the strangest sensation. But, one that she's grateful for.

After a few moments, she opens her eyes and nods.]

It was Tim Stoker. He claims he didn't, but... I was there and it was him.

{Resting his palms on her cheeks, letting his power radiate out, calling for the herbs to do their duty and do it well, Thranduil takes heed of the name. Calmly. Tim Stoker.}

Could the city have been playing a trick?

[She looks up at him and her eyebrows furrow a bit. Not because of the way the healing feels, it actually feels good, but rather his question.]

It's... possible. [She frowns slightly.] Anything seems to be possible in this city. But, he knew things... He was mad at me for something I did, said. How would the city know that?

[She doesn't know it, but it was really a clone of Tim Stoker. She truly thinks it was Tim though.]

I cannot say. {He sighs and brushes a gentle hand over her hair. It hurts to see someone who is vulnerable suffering. If this were his kingdom...

If. Tim Stoker would be put to death.}

Can you stay far from him? He does not deserve a second chance.

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[It's not often Inara allows someone to comfort her in any way, but she doesn't seem to mind it coming from Thranduil.]

Yes, thankfully I can. We do not seem to have any business to be near one another. [She lifts her chin a little.] And I've told him that I will kill him if he comes near me again.

Ah, tell him that I will kill him if he comes near you again.

{His voice drops, deep as thunder, and there is a sense of power about him. Power that can soothe - as he is doing for her now - as well as strike down.}

[She looks up at him and her eyes widen a little. He's been so gentle with her, but she knows there is a ferocious side of him that she certainly never truly wishes to see.

She nods though.]

I shall. If I ever speak to him again.

{He reins in his temper - for her sake. She doesn't deserve it. But very little angers him more than a woman being abused.}

You are safe; you are not alone.

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