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She quickly dropped her hand, looking down at her feet. "No, we... we should do your mission..."
He coughed, trying to breathe but failing. He tried to sit up, but swayed back, his arm buckling as a support.
She glanced up at him under the hood of her cloak, a small smile crossing her lips as she reached up and gently touched his ear. "See? You're...
About three hours later, Ben finally stirred, groaning as his eyes fluttered open.
She might've sniffled a little under her hood, shaking her head as if to disrupt the memories in her head. "They must've been so scared, Zer....
(you ready for a ZOOP?)
This didn't seem to soothe her, and she shook her head. "But... you knew how they got there. You knew that the... the..." She shook her head...
He remained the same, but perhaps his face relaxed a little more. Besides that, he was still, his chest still rising and falling with shallow breaths.
She looked up at him, her eyes reminiscent of marigolds as she considered him. "Zer... how did you know about that?" she asked him, looking a...
He stirred slightly, mumbling something that was hard to decipher, but he leaned into the touch instinctively.
She took it, her demeanor significantly dampened as she glanced over her shoulder at the market.
They nodded and left her behind, the dungeon falling silent.
She only moved closer to him, but didn't touch him, knowing that she was getting close to hugging territory. "It's... it's okay. I just... I...
The elves looked at each other before one of them looked down at her. "He is recovering," she said gently. "But something... something's wrong....
Her eyes widened and she looked like she might be sick. Or on the verge of tears. It was difficult to tell. She fell silent, her own ears drooping...
The healers murmured among themselves before leaving the cell, frowning uncertainly. Ben did not stir.
She looked up at him before sighing a little. "Okay. Where do you think they got the elves ears...?"
She would watch them clean the blood of his face, his lips slightly parted. Something had gone terribly wrong since she had last seen him... his...
She laughed a little, looking up at him. "You mean my old scythe? I think you certainly could."
They went down to the dungeons, which were not comfortable by any means, but she would imagine that they were more comfortable than the ones of...
