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Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2017 5:40 pm
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Yes, he absolutely tried to reply to her in kind, which didn’t really work other than when he turned and a) Gave her a startled look - and b) Shook his head. Wordless communication would just have to do.
Bloodied earth, unknown young men in the roots of the tree, blood… god so much blood.
“Sonny.” He said very softly, almost mechanically in his tone. “Are you two…alright? What happened?”
He took a breath, the sight making an electric prickle in his limbs. “Can I help? Is there, is there anything I can do?” He glanced at Leila, and hoped he wasn’t over stepping. “That we can do?”
They were soaked in blood; absently he was plucking at his own coat, trying to free it from his shoulders so he could drape it over theirs, over someone’s, it was probably cold with all that mud, right? It probably couldn’t stay hot in all that dark earth, right?”
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