[At some point in the healing process, as cowardly and risky as it felt… Hayame had closed her eye. (Eyelids.) She couldn’t bear to watch the vision go black, or to barely potentially maybe see a look on her would-be savior’s face that would tell her things weren’t going well. But the pain ebbs. And eventually she hears a sound that is him rising-
And she opens. It’s still a bit blurry from all the blood that had dripped down her face, but she… sees.
She doesn’t get up yet, her body exhausted from the efforts of healing the magic had urged it into, but. She gets half up, supporting her upper body on human-like palms as she breathes, shallow and slow.
But then he says she has two shards… and she hadn’t said it first. Despite the bone-deep weariness her muscles tense. Her fingers grope and then wrap around the bow she’d dragged through the wood.]
No…
[He was magic. Of course he somehow knew-]
That thing was a monster-
[And though she had felt… things, though her head had occasionally filled with overwhelming images and cries and flashes of something that was once a man…]
It should not… so foolishly brought back into this world…
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And she opens. It’s still a bit blurry from all the blood that had dripped down her face, but she… sees.
She doesn’t get up yet, her body exhausted from the efforts of healing the magic had urged it into, but. She gets half up, supporting her upper body on human-like palms as she breathes, shallow and slow.
But then he says she has two shards… and she hadn’t said it first. Despite the bone-deep weariness her muscles tense. Her fingers grope and then wrap around the bow she’d dragged through the wood.]
No…
[He was magic. Of course he somehow knew-]
That thing was a monster-
[And though she had felt… things, though her head had occasionally filled with overwhelming images and cries and flashes of something that was once a man…]
It should not… so foolishly brought back into this world…