- DEX -
When I climb into the truck and glance at Auraya, her hands are trembling in her lap, but she is staring silently out the window, still dazed.
"I'm sorry this happened, Raya," I say quietly, turning the key in the ignition and watching all the lights blink to life across the dashboard. She doesn't answer, just squeezes her hands together.
When I realize she isn't likely to buckle herself, I turn in my seat. "I'm going to reach across and grab your seat belt for you, okay?"
She looks down into her lap like she's searching for it, and I slowly reach across her, pulling the buckle with one hand and guiding the belt with the other so it doesn't drag across her. While bent over her like this, I get a closer look at the injury on her head. It looks pretty deep. She's probably going to need stitches.
"Shit," I mumble and click the belt in place. "Hang on. We're going to the hospital. It's going to be okay."
