Barely enough sleep to function Iris had tried to relax herself, not let her thoughts get the better of her but she had now betrayed what little family she had left. Even though she knew it was the right thing to do, she knew he wasn’t the same man anymore, but it didn’t excuse the fact it was another person she cared about betrayed by her hand. It had to have been early hours of the morning when she couldn’t try anymore, feeling around for the empty bottles of water she took them in hand to at least refill them. It was something to do and she was certain that Cas would still be asleep, or not even notice she had disappeared. 

There was a river not far from the shelter she had ventured too, limping as her leg agitated her more today but her whole body felt stiff from the floor. Kneeling down on the grass by the river she used the sleeve of her hoodie to cover the cover the bottle so only the ware would fill into it. It was better than having big lumps of dirt or leaves inside, sure it wouldn’t be the best tasting water, but it was better than nothing at this point. Plus, she was incredibly thirsty having not had any herself last night. Taking the chance to down a bottle herself she filled it back up so they would have two for the long day ahead, she had to get them back to the capital. 

Rubbing the back of her head she placed her hands in the running water and began to scrub her face, hissing as she touched the bruise from the hit forgetting it had been there. There were hardly any mirrors around for her to even care about her appearance right now. [color=f49ac2]“We must both look a mess.”[/color] Whispering to herself as she took the time to let the cold water freshen her up if only for a little. 

Falling back into a seated position she looked up at the sun rise sighing, it was another day and it was full of uncertainty. The beautiful sight didn’t make her forget about anything, it only reminded her of how alone she truly was. The cool morning breeze sent a chill down her spine, she was susceptible to the cold because of the lack of sleep and lack of adequate clothing to protect herself from it. Rubbing her arms trying to warm them up she cringed forgetting the wet patch on her sleeve from filling up the bottles, dropping her hands she shook her head figuring it was time for her to go back to the shelter. 

[color=f49ac2][i]I will have to face him. [/i][/color]

Rising to her feet she grabbed the bottle stowing them into her pockets, it had only taken a couple of minutes. Pushing open the door to the bomb shelter morning light seeped into the small cramped space. The light revealing just how dingy and run down the place was. Dust coated practically everything and there was no huge space in the room, holding her hand to her mouth as she coughed letting the dust settle, she moved inside realising Cas was awake. 

Instantly the guilt hit her, eyes watering at the sight. Bruises were covering his skin and that wasn’t to mention his stab wound, he looked nothing like the Prince of Aspiria in his current state and that was her fault. [color=f49ac2]“H-Hey… I.”[/color] Reaching into her pocket she handed him a bottle of the water she had secured this morning with shaky hands, her skin was pale and the bruise on her own cheek had turned a deep shade of purple, blackening in some places. [color=f49ac2]“I got us some water. Food is still something I’m working on, but you may have to wait until later… I…”[/color] Looking away sighing she hobbled to her corner placing the other bottle of water in the back pack.