[ it's a little cracked, a bit too soft, his name this time - but it's also filled with the rawness of hope as she feels him stirring. she's moving, immediately trying to support his weight to better accommodate him when she feels him trying to push upright-- and though it takes a moment for her to focus beyond the fuzzy haze of delusions overlaying reality--
she has seen that look in his eye before. it is a fixed, single-minded determination; a cold and final decisiveness. it is the slow realization that he is looking at something that stirs her a bit out of the hole she'd been crawling into... and begins looking at what he's--
--ah.
Silco will have to forgive her for jostling him as she roughly scrambles to collect the little vials the roots have pushed toward their feet. she has only one hand with which to grab them, and it's on the side he's leaning, so-- whoops, he's probably going to end up sliding off of her. that's fine. just lay there, take a lil nap as she hurriedly and possessedly begins unscrewing the cap of one with her teeth.
hopefully Silco's still holding on to that fragile sense of consciousness, else he's liable to choke - cause she's forcing the vial to his lips, pouring it in his mouth without hesitation. ]
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[ it's a little cracked, a bit too soft, his name this time - but it's also filled with the rawness of hope as she feels him stirring. she's moving, immediately trying to support his weight to better accommodate him when she feels him trying to push upright-- and though it takes a moment for her to focus beyond the fuzzy haze of delusions overlaying reality--
she has seen that look in his eye before. it is a fixed, single-minded determination; a cold and final decisiveness. it is the slow realization that he is looking at something that stirs her a bit out of the hole she'd been crawling into... and begins looking at what he's--
--ah.
Silco will have to forgive her for jostling him as she roughly scrambles to collect the little vials the roots have pushed toward their feet. she has only one hand with which to grab them, and it's on the side he's leaning, so-- whoops, he's probably going to end up sliding off of her. that's fine. just lay there, take a lil nap as she hurriedly and possessedly begins unscrewing the cap of one with her teeth.
hopefully Silco's still holding on to that fragile sense of consciousness, else he's liable to choke - cause she's forcing the vial to his lips, pouring it in his mouth without hesitation. ]