Sana stood there, body trembling as she awaited a word, an action, anything from Hugh. Then she noticed the tears and her heart sank into the pit of her stomach. He had held her so tight just a breath before but had it only been a knee jerk reaction to the heat of the moment? The man was paladin after all, perhaps fallen from grace, but one none the less. Had it finally dawned on him that atonement would forever have been beyond his grasp if she was his. They were from two different worlds; one of light, one of dark. Could more than a brief moment of time ever exist for them. Taking a deep breath she braced for the worst.

          It did not come. What came was beyond reality and dream. His lips sought hers out, his arms embraced her; breath and tears falling over her. Fingers clenching, nails scratching at the armor that separated them. Breath caught in her chest as he kissed her, her eyes drifting close as she returned it; tasting him once again. Tasting the strength and resolve that resided deep within him. 

          Sana whimpered as he broke the kiss, her eyes slowly opening as a single word floated to ears. He had claimed her as his in the same way she had claimed him. Worry and fret faded from her features as a nervous laugh escaped lips swollen from the kiss. Her hands reaching up to his face, shaking fingers touching his skin as she nodded. "Yes," she replied to his claim. She was a much his as he was hers. Perhaps they could have more than a moment.

         That moment was not now though as she heard Ellyns voice and the world came crashing in around her. Heading turning swiftly as she watched the sweet one fall into unconsciousness. "Ellyn!" she screamed as she broke from Hughs embrace, pushing his arms away from her. Kneeling quickly down as she pulled Ellyns head into her lap. "Bjoric! Vivian! Someone help! Two down now!" she bellowed referring to Ellis and Ellyn. 

Sana looked and her eyes fell on Deila, seeing what she had tried to do for Ellis she pointed at Deila. "Deila!" she said quickly before pointing at Ellyn. She didn't know Delia or her history it being gypsy she had run across ferals in her youth. This woman fit those memories. Sana sought her mind for broken words she had been taught as a youth but could find none and opted for gestures. "Heal," she said as she pointed Ellyn, hoping she understood.

         Sanas eyes narrowed at Varis' question. "In life time does not matter. Life is too short to wait for what would happen eventually just to make it more acceptable," she growled as she looked over to him.