Visitations and Aftermaths

Virgil rarely worried about things, he was a grump and a smartass but a worrier he was not. He'd been worried about Hella, had been through the whole ordeal, damn Fae magically forcing her to do their dirty work for them and getting her arrested. So yes, the grump dragon had been worried about his girlfriend, and had jumped at the chance of visiting her once she started taking visitors.

The young dragon wasn't sure what to expect from the islets, the facility was much more hospital like and not what one would expect from a prison, it gave him a bit of relief all things considered. He was given a bracelet to shut off his abilities while he was here, told that no physical contact would be allowed, the latter annoyed him but it was worth it to talk to her.

Being lead to a room, he was told to wait, he'd been informed that all the Fae magic had been stripped from her, including her physical alterations, in order to cut her ties to the court. While the physical changes didn't matter to him, he knew Hella might be struggling with it. He was relieved she wouldn't have to serve the Fae anymore though.

He looked to the door as they entered, his nose instinctively twitching as he caught her scent, it lacked the Fae magic it usually held, but it was her. Virgil gave her a small reassuring smile, something only a few saw from him, "hey there." She did look different, reverted to her more masculine form, but it was Hella, "I wanted to see you as soon as I could." @Kadakism

Her voice had echoed through his ears, his enhanced hearing meant he heard every bit of it, no matter how hard she tried to hide it. Virgil was smart, but emotions, things like this, was different, far more difficult than just knowing facts, or beating someone at chest.

"It's ok, I'm just happy to see you," she looked lost, she'd lost everything she'd gotten from the Fae. "I get that you needed some time," his eyes were a bit softer, a little less reptilian, "and you know, take the time you need." He brushed a bit of his red hair from his face, wishing he was better with emotions, that he could make things easier for her.

Virgil looked to her, he didn't really know what she was going through, magical bindings and having magic stripped from you were things he'd never really experienced. "I'm not going anywhere, I want you to know that," he couldn't even if he tried, he cared to much about her.

"Hella...," he looked at her, "what happened, that's on the Queene." Emotion and logic rarely went went hand in hand, but he supposed this was the closest to that, "you couldn't have known the kinds of things she'd make you do, no one could have really." Perhaps her making a deal with the Fae had been a mistake, but there was no changing the past.

The young dragon wasn't completely sure how to go about helping her, things like bindings and magical mind control were beyond him, but he loved her, he had to try.

Virgil tilted his head, his nose twitching slightly as it picked up the scent of blood, just a little, "I'm here Hella, to the end of the line." He took a small breath, "look, a lot has happened, I know it'll take time to figure things out, where everything stands, but I want to be there for you."