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Therion ([personal profile] trustfallen) wrote in [community profile] mindremanent 2018-11-15 02:37 pm (UTC)

[Lost in his thoughts, Therion doesn't notice when her eyes open, but then a change in her breathing and a single word have him instantly at attention. He sits up straight and drops his leg to lean forward, peering at her face. (He should have just refilled the damn lamp. Whatever, it can wait.)]

Primrose! You're awake!

[Not an answer to her question, but the exclamation tears itself from his mouth in gasping relief. Inwardly he chides himself for stating the glaringly obvious, but it's too late to stop himself. A part of him, too, wonders when he started caring so much, but that part is utterly unimportant just now, and he ignores it in favor of a panicked internal debate over whether he ought to yell for someone else more qualified to deal with any pain or whatever she might be feeling. (While his personal solution to pain is usually 'suck it up', that doesn't mean he wants to see his fr-- companions hurting, after all.)]

We're in that guard, uh..., Revello's house. It's been a few days, but it's safe here.

[Well, as safe as anywhere gets, really. But he means that it's pretty damn unlikely any of the Obsidian bastards'll be able to get in here to finish the job.]

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