❛ i’m sorry. ❜ immediate regret as the fuzz of lightheadedness clears once again, leaving only pallor and unsteadiness behind. ❛ i didn’t mean to be rude. i know you’re just trying to help. ❜
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shoulders smooth incrementally, soothed by her agreement / hand within his, fingers laced together with ichor—smooth familiarity.〝thank you,〞he sighs, moving to guide them toward the infirmary.〝that’s all i ask.〞
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there was no use arguing —— she knew that one without the gift of sight. 〝 okay, fine. but ‘m getting ambrosia and that’s all. 〞small grumbling, moving hand forward to squeeze his. 〝 i’ll be okay. 〞
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〝𝘰𝘩,〞 expression softens ‘pon realization, mouth twisting into something almost sweet as he shakes his head from left to right.〝no, you’re allowed.〞
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taken aback by the bluntness, brows furrowing.〝alright,〞he forfeits, palms splaying in a similarly uncharacteristic display.〝alright. no healers—— just me.〞
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unfooled by her attempts to placate, manus twitch—— tempted to reach for her once more, or reach for something to protect her with.〝we should go to the infirmary,〞he settles on,〝get you cleaned up.〞
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an instant rush of cold washes over once skin leaves her own, eyes glancing down at bloodied hands.〝 border control issues. just new monsters, it’s — it’s fine, nothing serious. 〞 glance back up, trying to make eyes match smile.
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