Ewan couldn't even nod to accept Athena's thanks; his neck was stiff, and his back was still burning.
There must be an injury there. He thought, trying and succeeding to lift his thumb to give her a thumbs-up.
Athena's smile was sad as she watched this.
She wished she could get rid of the pain she knew was assailing the man before her, the man who had shielded her so that she wouldn't die or suffer.
She hadn't been aware of his intention when he had commanded her to dive, but she knew when she had woken up, it was with a startling pain in her back.
Only it hadn't come from the fire or any injury, but from the weight of him partly lying on her back.
Before she could cry out in anguish and worry, hearing his faint breathing, the agents who had driven with them here had arrived and hurriedly pushed her to the side, rescuing her first.
