After.
Tim had fallen asleep about an hour before dawn and once he was resting peacefully, J'anna slipped from the bed and back into her own form. She silently collected her clothing from the floor and put them back on, the fabric of her dress feeling strange against her skin after hours of sheets. She didn't want to leave just yet--she wanted to make sure Tim's stitches were still in place and that he was doing well when he woke--but she couldn't stay in the bedroom. The depth of what she'd done was starting to sink in so instead, she went out to the living room and curled up on the couch, her face towards the cushions as she closed her eyes and tried to not to think too much.
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