[ Now that they've both had the poison, Silco doesn't know whether he feels better, or if he feels... worse. He can feel his eye flutter -- and they almost roll back into his head, before he shook his head, uncoordinated, but Jinx's pleading -- angry though they were on the surface -- Silco could hear that small thread of fear that was laced underneath it all.
He struggled, but he couldn't and wouldn't let Jinx down, even as he bled out deep in these roots, that twinge of fear was enough to make Silco push through enough of it, to grit his teeth, and and struggle to his knees, trying to make his way back up to his feet, although he didn't get quite there. ]
Don't worry, Jinx --
[ His voice is raspy, but he's here, before he got one foot in front of him. His back felt... stuck -- ? Like something was holding onto him, and he looked behind him, trying to make sense of it... but there was nothing there --
He wanted out -- He needed to get them out of here, and he nudged Jinx with his actual hand, to try to get her up, as if when she could get up, he could follow. As if his feet were going to follow, with the way he felt locked, and stuck down here. They needed to get out. ]
Come on, let's find a way out of here.
[ He willed his voice to sound solid, but it's difficult when he can feel each pulse of his heart, and the ooze of blood from his stump. ]
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He struggled, but he couldn't and wouldn't let Jinx down, even as he bled out deep in these roots, that twinge of fear was enough to make Silco push through enough of it, to grit his teeth, and and struggle to his knees, trying to make his way back up to his feet, although he didn't get quite there. ]
Don't worry, Jinx --
[ His voice is raspy, but he's here, before he got one foot in front of him. His back felt... stuck -- ? Like something was holding onto him, and he looked behind him, trying to make sense of it... but there was nothing there --
He wanted out -- He needed to get them out of here, and he nudged Jinx with his actual hand, to try to get her up, as if when she could get up, he could follow. As if his feet were going to follow, with the way he felt locked, and stuck down here. They needed to get out. ]
Come on, let's find a way out of here.
[ He willed his voice to sound solid, but it's difficult when he can feel each pulse of his heart, and the ooze of blood from his stump. ]