Nodding silently, Alyse allowed the Jedi to approach. Her brow furrowing as she turned her gaze off to the side, feeling the sensation of the Zeltron's touch. Wincing slightly not at the touch and pressure of the Jedi placing and holding her fingers against the Sith's' cheek but the sensation of the Lightside that Kori was channelling. The warmth that radiated from the Jedi, was whilst soft and soothing, carried a slight sting as it ran through her - the blonde's lips parting to reveal gritted teeth as she weathered the stinging sensation that the Jedi was causing. Even though she knew and could tell that the Jedi's intentions were pure, seeking to heal the injury. But the touch of the light side to someone who was so wholly wrapped in darkness was like introducing heat to an ice cube.
Still regardless of the sting of the lightside, the blonde, remained still. Her eyes looking elsewhere as the Jedi master continued to heal the Sith's cracked jaw, it was only when the Jedi's hand lifted away from the Sith's jaw, that Alyse rose up from her feet, taking a few heavy footed steps as she walked in a tight circle to walk it off. With a deep breath the sith came to a standstill, dropping her head and closing her eyes.
Several long drawn out breaths later, Alyse raised her head opening her eyes as she did so, before looking towards the Jedi. "Thank you" Alyse offered, her tone carrying a genuine sincerity despite the pained reaction that might have indicated her response may have been otherwise. "Though perhaps next time I may stick with a bacta patch" she added with a slight grin before looking around the makeshift camp that the Jedi master had set up, her eyes setting on the pile of clothing that had been left beside the access door to the ship. Holding her hand out the blonde summoned the hooded robe to her, unfurling it before setting it to her side.
The distinct sound of a zip running its path could be heard before the blonde, with her back turned to the Jedi removed her soaked tunic, shoulder by shoulder before peeling it down off her torso. and letting it hang off her hips for a moment, revealing a mass of scars, that made her near perfect alabaster like skin look like a topological map, the grim sight further being built upon as her hands raised up behind her back to unfasten the clasps of her bra top before fully removing any clothing from her upper body and then reaching down to pick up the hooded robe and wrap it around herself.
With a slight bit of fumbling the Sith eased the soaked tunic from off around her hips, before stepping out of it, bending over for a brief moment to pick up the soaked bundle of clothes and laying them out beside the fire. Once she had attended to the matter of removing her wet clothing, the Sith tightly wrapped the warm cloak around her body, before sitting herself back down onto the stone.
Still regardless of the sting of the lightside, the blonde, remained still. Her eyes looking elsewhere as the Jedi master continued to heal the Sith's cracked jaw, it was only when the Jedi's hand lifted away from the Sith's jaw, that Alyse rose up from her feet, taking a few heavy footed steps as she walked in a tight circle to walk it off. With a deep breath the sith came to a standstill, dropping her head and closing her eyes.
Several long drawn out breaths later, Alyse raised her head opening her eyes as she did so, before looking towards the Jedi. "Thank you" Alyse offered, her tone carrying a genuine sincerity despite the pained reaction that might have indicated her response may have been otherwise. "Though perhaps next time I may stick with a bacta patch" she added with a slight grin before looking around the makeshift camp that the Jedi master had set up, her eyes setting on the pile of clothing that had been left beside the access door to the ship. Holding her hand out the blonde summoned the hooded robe to her, unfurling it before setting it to her side.
The distinct sound of a zip running its path could be heard before the blonde, with her back turned to the Jedi removed her soaked tunic, shoulder by shoulder before peeling it down off her torso. and letting it hang off her hips for a moment, revealing a mass of scars, that made her near perfect alabaster like skin look like a topological map, the grim sight further being built upon as her hands raised up behind her back to unfasten the clasps of her bra top before fully removing any clothing from her upper body and then reaching down to pick up the hooded robe and wrap it around herself.
With a slight bit of fumbling the Sith eased the soaked tunic from off around her hips, before stepping out of it, bending over for a brief moment to pick up the soaked bundle of clothes and laying them out beside the fire. Once she had attended to the matter of removing her wet clothing, the Sith tightly wrapped the warm cloak around her body, before sitting herself back down onto the stone.