Recuperating

[Erika Conner (Bellefonte)]

Nodding, Erika sighed, "I think that's more than enough," she said, "After all, we have other things to worry about than punishing villains," Erika pointed out with a soft smile.

Opening her mouth to speak, Erika quickly shut her lips at her sister's warning. Chuckling softly, Erika nodded. "I already told you that I have your back." No, there was no chance in hell Erika was ever going to let her sister fall into the darker temptations of life. Even if she had to tie her up and lock her inside a room. She totally would though. There was absolutely nothing Erika wouldn't do when it came to keeping her sister safe, even if that meant doing something her sister wouldn't appreciate. Elsa was and would always be the most important person to the telekinetic, and nothing in this entire world was as important as keeping her safe.

Nothing.

Leaning down, Erika pulled at Elsa's arms to gesture for the younger twin to lay down with her. Scooting over to the side to offer Elsa more room, Erika continued to pat the space next to her. "We can worry about people chasing us with pitchforks tomorrow," Erika said with a faint smirk, adding some extra weight to the word 'us', as if only to point out just how serious she was about having Elsa's back. Wherever Elsa went, Erika would follow. It was as simple as that.

[Elsa Bellefonte]

"God, you make it sound like I wanted to put on a cape and tights and run through the city," replied Elsa. She wanted to slap her hand to her forehead, but she certainly didn't want to damage her already damaged head any further than, well, it had already been damaged.

Erika reiterated the whole being there for one another thing, which just had Elsa chuckling again. They would though, wouldn't they? Erika kept saying it, and Elsa knew she'd already shown it. She didn't see a point in repeating it verbally because of precisely that. They were there right now because Elsa had Erika's back.

"That reminds me--" she said, as something just came to her. Erika was already pulling her back though. Elsa rolled her eyes but fell back, glad that she'd insisted that Erika be given a halfway decent bed. Soon she was laying next to her sister, snorting at the thought of people with pitchforks. Somehow she didn't think it would be pitchforks they'd have to worry about. Hoses perhaps, or stun guns, tazers most likely, now that she thought about it. Or people dressed in hateful costumes...

Reminds her... she'd said that, right? Elsa closed her eyes though, bringing a hand up to lay against her forehead, taking a deep breath. Whatever it was could probably wait, well, unless Erika pushed matters...