She wakes up with a hand at her throat. She tries to jump back quickly, to get away, but she feels heavy and can't move. It takes her a moment to realize it is Albel, pinning her down.
"Don't touch me!"
Albel smirks. "A little late for that now isn't it?"
"I don't-"
"What are you afraid of?" He hisses, cutting her off. His hand on her neck doesn't tighten, doesn't move away. It lies there, distracting her. "Are you really so concerned for my safety, or are you just afraid of me?"
"You don't scare me Albel Nox." She spits at him. He smiles as her saliva hits his cheek.
"Then you like me."
She glares, but says nothing.
He raises an eyebrow and shakes his head. "Fine. You can do what you like, but I still need you to get me off this godforsaken rock of a planet, so I'd say it's about time we were leaving. That ship isn't going to fix itself."
His hand slides down her neck to her collar and he drags her out of bed, just as he dragged her out of sleep.
He waits as she dresses and writes a thank you to the people who took care of her, and all the while she thinks, 'He came back."