should focus on the positives. tears stream down her face, not something she fully realizes or processes.
“don’t do that to me ever again.”
“don’t do that to me ever again.”
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(Despite being shorter than her right now. He has no idea how she's managing snow in those heels.)
Later, he'll have to thank the healer for so many reasons; right now, for his healed arm. The moments feel clearer now,
"I'm afraid... I'll have to, and we haven't much time left. I have around twelve minutes, give or take."
There's so much he wants to say, but even with the urgency, it's obvious he's hesitant to be so open, searching her face,
Instead, he aims for safety, kicking himself for it. The dragon felt easier in some ways.
"I'm sorry that you weren't prepared for this. I should have trained you before the inevitable came to pass.
I just... can't believe you're even here? How? Why?"
“just . . . god, be more careful if you’ll have to do this again. we should get you to a healer or something, though, right? if we only have twelve minutes . . . jesus, lazarus.”
she can practically feel her heart giving out +