[At some point...all of them were going to need therapy. Marik to help him with his control issues, and Usagi....to help cope with death. The number of times she's died or nearly died would be a lot for anyone. The topic probably won't enter into either of their minds, not yet.

At Marik's sigh, she reached up with her free hand to gently run her fingers through his hair. It was something she always found comforting as a child, and even well into her teenage years.]

Tell me as much as you feel comfortable with. [Usagi murmured, finding her eyelids were growing heavy. No! She had to stay awake! She wasn't going to fall asleep in his arms when the hotel was so close!]

Mmm, we should keep going. I haven't felt this tired in....in a long time.