Marine

Everto blinked as Marine's eyes flickered open. His eyes showed concern, but once she regained consciousness he quickly wiped his features from all emotion.
"Are you okay?" He asked, his voice a little cold, though lacking in its usual cruelness. It was almost..a nice sort of voice, when it wasn't cold or cruel.

"You got burnt." explained Everto, his voice now losing almost all of it's coldness. He neglected to mention that it was him who had almost killed her.

Everto diverted his eyes. He felt guilty, he had almost killed this girl and now he wasn't telling her?
Anger flared up inside Everto, but not like at the lake. This anger was at himself. How could he feel concerned for this girl? She was nothing! But he couldn't help but feel guilt for not telling her, so he did.
His voice almost a whisper, Everto recounted to her what had happened by the Lake, about him losing his temper, and about the boy coming to help. Finally, he finished in a voice so low only Marine would have heard it: "I burnt you. It was me. I almost killed you."

Everto looked up. "Even so...I could have killed you." He said weakly, now glaring at the hair that dared fall into his eyes and blowing out of them, "Would you say you deserved that?"

Everto noticed Marine wipe a tear away. He averted his eyes, so that he didn't have to see if there were any more. He didn't like to see people crying. Somehow it reminded him of something, before all this. When he had a family.