R-right...of course. [of course... she releases him and gets to her feet, wiping at her eyes.] Let's...get you cleaned off and in a, a more livable state. Yes. Can you walk? Or should I fetch someone...
[of course she can...and of course she will. and along the way, she'll count every wince and waver, hating that they're there. Darin's not supposed to be so feeble -- even when he'd be beaten to a pulp for this or that, he'd still hobble around with a spring in his step.
at least, her memory convinces her otherwise.
in any case, she leads the way to her home, the walk being one of the longest she'd ever had. inside, though, she feels more in control of things -- she conjured the damn place, after all -- and moves swiftly and with earnest, betraying any cool she may have been able to convey in reining her expression in now that the ugly crying is done with.
she leaves him lingering for a bit so she can draw a bath and bustle about a bit before leading him over there. the faster she moves, the less likely she is to get overwhelmed by feelings again.]
In here. Clean off. Don't--don't...drown...you can manage that, yes? There's some clean things to put on. [and now that he's practically a skeleton, they'll likely fit...?]
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[He holds her out to arms' length and reaches for his walking stick. Once it's planted, he practically climbs it all the way back up to his feet.]
Sorry...think you can lead the way?
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at least, her memory convinces her otherwise.
in any case, she leads the way to her home, the walk being one of the longest she'd ever had. inside, though, she feels more in control of things -- she conjured the damn place, after all -- and moves swiftly and with earnest, betraying any cool she may have been able to convey in reining her expression in now that the ugly crying is done with.
she leaves him lingering for a bit so she can draw a bath and bustle about a bit before leading him over there. the faster she moves, the less likely she is to get overwhelmed by feelings again.]
In here. Clean off. Don't--don't...drown...you can manage that, yes? There's some clean things to put on. [and now that he's practically a skeleton, they'll likely fit...?]