Although she stays away long enough to allow the healers to fuss over him, to do what they can, Sif eventually comes and sits beside Matt.
She does not touch him, and she wouldn't blame him for being angry with her. In the midst of battle, though she had helped him, she had physically held him back when he'd wanted to fight. He'd even struggled against her grip, but she hadn't relented.
She doesn't regret doing so--he was wounded enough that it would likely have resulted in his death if he'd gotten his way, but every warrior had the right to die in combat if they so desired. She denied him an honorable death, but she dared also to hope that he would not resent her for it.
He'll know she's there, and he'll know it's her. Her heart beats strong and slow, a slightly different rhythm than a human's would. Eventually, her fingers alight gently on his wrist.
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She does not touch him, and she wouldn't blame him for being angry with her. In the midst of battle, though she had helped him, she had physically held him back when he'd wanted to fight. He'd even struggled against her grip, but she hadn't relented.
She doesn't regret doing so--he was wounded enough that it would likely have resulted in his death if he'd gotten his way, but every warrior had the right to die in combat if they so desired. She denied him an honorable death, but she dared also to hope that he would not resent her for it.
He'll know she's there, and he'll know it's her. Her heart beats strong and slow, a slightly different rhythm than a human's would. Eventually, her fingers alight gently on his wrist.