"Can I make some light?"

There was a pause.

"If you must. I don't want you to stumble around."

Urainia found Umbrum's chambers strangely discomforting, just like the rest of the palace. Depending on how you viewed it, it was either too big or too small.

Urainia noticed the scars that covered Umbrum's arms, and sat next to him on the bed.

"Are you hurt?"

"Urainia, you know that I can't feel pain."

Urainia scooted closer, their thighs touching.

"You realize that not all pain is physical, right? You could be hurt, emotionally.

You missed me, didn't you?"

Umbrum shook his head.

"I missed you, a lot, but it's not that."

Umbrum looked away, wondering what he should say.

"I love you...but I'm afraid that if I don't keep my distance, I'll lose myself. That I'll forget everything else and only focus on you."

Urainia put her hand on his arm. "I understand. You have your responsibilities, I have mine."

"Good. That's what's been troubling me."

Urainia examined Umbrum's scars. Many of them were in the middle of healing, but Urainia suspected that he was hiding many more.

"Umbrum? Can you remove your shirt?"

"What? Why?" Umbrum scooted away from Urainia.

"I just want to see how the rest of your scars are healing."

Umbrum sighed, relieved. "I thought you wanted to fuck me..."

"Do you want-?"

"No!"

Umbrum's shirt was separate from his hood, out of convenience. His chest was covered with a variety of bandages and patches.

"There's more-a lot more, but I'm not comfortable showing you them."

"That's OK, Umbrum. I just can't help but worry that you aren't taking care of yourself."

Urainia held Umbrum's hands in hers. Their eyes met.

Umbrum kissed Urainia, who pushed him onto his back.

There was a tense moment where Umbrum wasn't sure what to do, and Urania was looking to see what Umbrum wanted.

Umbrum broke the silence, "You're really eager."

"Is that wrong?" Urainia laid on top of him.

"I'm flattered that you think I'm that attractive, but your eagerness is making me uncomfortable."

Urainia blinked. "Are you saying that you don't see yourself as attractive?"

"No, I really don't. How can I?"

Urainia attempted to comfort him. "At least you know I'm in love with you because I like your personality."

"Yeah, OK." Umbrum turned away.

Urainia put her arms around Umbrum.

"If it makes you feel better, it's true. And I doubt you feel in love with me because you thought I was pretty."

"If I only wanted beauty, I'd be with Bane right now." Urainia's eyes were wide, absolutely shocked by this bit of information. "Did I offend you?"

"Just...surprised..."

Umbrum blinked. "Pretend I never said that."

"OK, then can you put your arms around me?"

"Where, exactly?"

"Like you're hugging me."

So yeah, they cuddled. It wasn't as awkward as Umbrum feared.

After some peaceful silence, Urainia spoke.

"I was just wondering..."

Oh, shit, here we go...

"Do you ever want to have sex with me?"

"Yeah, but...later, OK?

Can you get off of me now?"

Urainia nodded, and then rolled off of him. "Your break is over?"

"Yes," He lied "I'm touched that you checked up on me, and thanks for the pin."

"It's a brooch."

Umbrum looked to the six-legged table and then to Urainia. "Right, a brooch."