[Eli's brow knits together with concern as he sees those extra eyes; he'd seen something similar on Brickston's face recently from over-exposure to Katalyth. He wonders what she's been through.
He hugs her tightly, for a long time, petting the curls at the back of her head. He's soothed by the warmth of their imprint.]
I think so. I cannot remember precisely, but it is a simple matter to freeze a heart or brain, and their actions required such measures. ["A simple matter" she says, like anyone can do it.]
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He hugs her tightly, for a long time, petting the curls at the back of her head. He's soothed by the warmth of their imprint.]
Me too. I missed you.
[He doesn't let go.]
I'm... I'm sorry.
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[He mumbles this, sounding awkward, almost like a child being made to apologize for something, but it's clear he does feel remorse and grief.]
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He sighs, slumping against her a bit.]
Did you at least give them hell?
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