[Her heart is pounding so hard now, yet a moment ago she would've sworn it stopped. Breathing heavily, she barely catches IV's words; but they register eventually when she looks up and sees the strained expression on his face. Her eyes go wide with a hint of guilt. She's not sure what to do. The last thing she wants is to take him down with her into the nothingness, but she doesn't want to let go, either.
She's been there, done that--won't inflict it on anyone else.
For all the conflict, her response is a simple one of gratitude.]
Thanks...
[Her voice cracks, but she'll quickly reach up with her other hand to try to grab at the surface above. It's just out of her reach, but she struggles anyway, thinking of her staff. Is she going to have to resort to artes here...?
Meanwhile, her newsboy hat slides slowly off her hairbun without her noticing.]
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She's been there, done that--won't inflict it on anyone else.
For all the conflict, her response is a simple one of gratitude.]
Thanks...
[Her voice cracks, but she'll quickly reach up with her other hand to try to grab at the surface above. It's just out of her reach, but she struggles anyway, thinking of her staff. Is she going to have to resort to artes here...?
Meanwhile, her newsboy hat slides slowly off her hairbun without her noticing.]