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When the man spoke, his voice was low and rumbling. "Dahlia, what are you doing?" Dahlia looked over at Osiris for a moment before standing up....
She woke blearily, looking up at him in confusion. The footsteps approach and a large figure stood at the cell door, staring at them. Dahlia...
She was asleep against him, her head resting against his chest and their hands in her lap. The door into the cellar opened, and footsteps...
(Yoop?) * * * A strange look crossed her face. "What tribe are you with?"
She fell asleep soon after. * * * "You didn't know what you were making ahead of time?"
Despite everything, she took his hand after a moment, her fingers lacing with his as she squeezed his hand. * * * "Yes. With the berries."
She leaned up against him slightly, shifting almost nervously as she settled, closing her eyes. * * * "What were you doing before all this?"
She looked up at him for a moment before smoothing the blanket over him. "Here. Sleep for now. We'll figure it out in the morning."
She was quiet for a moment before leaning up against him. "It will be okay." * * * He shrugged, looking casual. "I figured it was...
"Join my tribe," she suggested, leaning against him. "You're already like my brother." * * * "You were faster than most," he replied, sitting down.
She huffed slightly, looking over at him. "Not to beat a dead mouse, but..." She pursed her lips. "You're in a worse position now; my tribe will...
She looked over at him with a frown. "How bad is it? At your tribe?" * * * He considered her for a moment, his brow raised thoughtfully....
She shook her head thoughtfully. “Let’s just... let’s just figure out what’s going on first.” *** “Hm. Fine.”
She laughed tearfully, rubbing her eyes. "Your tribe is starving, you're in big trouble, and that's what you're worried about?" * * * He raised...
She had her hands folded tightly in her lap as he ate, still sniffling slightly, looking a little embarrassed. * * * He was breathing hard, his...
She took a deep breath, trying to stabilize herself, still staying close to him. "...eat the soup, okay?" * * * At the same time, she would...
She put her hands on his chest, almost as if she was moving to push him away, but she melted, slipping her arms around his waist and burying her...
She took a deep breath and looked over at him for a moment, tears filling her eyes. "Stop looking at me," she said with a small sob, looking...
She said nothing, unfolding the blanket and placing it over his legs before leaning back against the wall, her head back as she looked up at the...
She watched him for a moment before coming over to him, sitting down next to him and offering him the bowl wordlessly. Some sort of stew was in...
