[ He needs to do nothing more to direct her. Lunafreya immediately curls into his hold, lowering her head to his chest to hide her face from all of them. Her arm still shakes and she bites her lip in an attempt to hide how much her own fear threatens to grasp onto her. All she knows is that such things are because of something magical, and she has no idea how to begin to fight it. She has no idea how to bring herself to ask her beloved for aid, or if she is even allowed such a small things. Her eyes close as she presses further into his hold. She does not even move as Gentiana joins them.
The opened gaze of the dark haired woman turns to the Pharaoh as he speaks. She seemingly glides towards the pair, her own fingers reaching out to brush the fur of the ever diligent white pet. Umbra joins them as well, taking his place besides the ghostly Yugi. It seems that now, all that need to be present most certainly are.
Gentiana raises a hand to rest on the back of Lunafreya's head. The young Oracle unfolds her shaking hand from Atem's hold to lift it towards the maternal figure. The hands of the two clasp, and for a brief moment, Gentiana's appearance shifts. Her long black hair greys and the typical black clothes she wears fades into a more blue appearance. Even her skin changes to that of something otherworldly. However, as quickly as the shift had come, it fades away to leave the appearance that the two men in the room are far more accustomed to.
Lunafreya's whole frame begins to shake then. Her guardian gently lowers her hands and pulls away so that the girl might pull back into the embrace she tries to shelter herself in. Then, the once goddess looks at all that stand in the room. ]
While concern is merited, the Pharaoh and his vessel need not fear as they do. Perhaps if this had happened in the field of battle with lives at stake... [ Gentiana shakes her head. ] The girl's body may have healed, however, her spirit has not recovered.
[ Yugi takes those last few steps to join them beside the bed. 'Her spirit?']
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The opened gaze of the dark haired woman turns to the Pharaoh as he speaks. She seemingly glides towards the pair, her own fingers reaching out to brush the fur of the ever diligent white pet. Umbra joins them as well, taking his place besides the ghostly Yugi. It seems that now, all that need to be present most certainly are.
Gentiana raises a hand to rest on the back of Lunafreya's head. The young Oracle unfolds her shaking hand from Atem's hold to lift it towards the maternal figure. The hands of the two clasp, and for a brief moment, Gentiana's appearance shifts. Her long black hair greys and the typical black clothes she wears fades into a more blue appearance. Even her skin changes to that of something otherworldly. However, as quickly as the shift had come, it fades away to leave the appearance that the two men in the room are far more accustomed to.
Lunafreya's whole frame begins to shake then. Her guardian gently lowers her hands and pulls away so that the girl might pull back into the embrace she tries to shelter herself in. Then, the once goddess looks at all that stand in the room. ]
While concern is merited, the Pharaoh and his vessel need not fear as they do. Perhaps if this had happened in the field of battle with lives at stake... [ Gentiana shakes her head. ] The girl's body may have healed, however, her spirit has not recovered.
[ Yugi takes those last few steps to join them beside the bed. 'Her spirit?']