[ Although lacking her normal strength in the gentle actions she nory does, her fingers do slide between his of her free hand. The motion is a quiet way of saying that she will always find her way back to him--back home. ]
Does she know where I am? Is she alright? [ The questions come rapid fire, but that alone seems to drain her. She leans against him entirely, not caring if the armor he wears is far from comfortable.
The hand on his sash curls into the fabric.]--No. Stay here.
[ Her dark bangs fall into her vision as she listens intently. Ishgard is quite the ways from the battlefield ... even Mor Dhona where the other Scions lay.
Ishgard-- ] Home.
[ Her fingers brush along his absentminedly. Keeping her thoughts in order is far more difficult than she first thought it might be. She drifts from one to another with only him to anchor her. ]
Whichever you prefer, Aymeric. Just stay here.
[ Preferably lying beside her in the bed. The ones in Ishgard were made for mostly Elezens in mind, not Miqo'tes. They are always so large... ]
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Does she know where I am? Is she alright? [ The questions come rapid fire, but that alone seems to drain her. She leans against him entirely, not caring if the armor he wears is far from comfortable.
The hand on his sash curls into the fabric.]--No. Stay here.
[ Her dark bangs fall into her vision as she listens intently. Ishgard is quite the ways from the battlefield ... even Mor Dhona where the other Scions lay.
Ishgard-- ] Home.
[ Her fingers brush along his absentminedly. Keeping her thoughts in order is far more difficult than she first thought it might be. She drifts from one to another with only him to anchor her. ]
Whichever you prefer, Aymeric. Just stay here.
[ Preferably lying beside her in the bed. The ones in Ishgard were made for mostly Elezens in mind, not Miqo'tes. They are always so large... ]