She was asleep, he said; asleep for how long? Long enough that her griffin had to stay by her side, that he had to somehow find his way in (yes, she was coherent enough to catch his mumbling, if only just).
She swallowed again, hard. ]
...What day is it? How long have I..?
[ It took her a moment to find her voice, expression turning quite complicated and her eyes lowering with heavy lashes held at half mast. Her voice forcefully soft in how she attempted to keep the uncertain quiver from reaching it, the tremor that had slowly started to seize her hands. As she tried not to think about it.
But she couldn't not. If what he said was true, if she was awake and if he had... stayed here. "I let myself in when we didn't see you for a while."
She felt sick. What constituted as "a while"?
Looking up at him again, at his outstretched hand and his attempt to look comforting, she looked to be holding back something. Even as the young griffin crept over, headbutting gently against her master (Lux..?), she seemed so far detached from everything, almost frighteningly so.
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She was asleep, he said; asleep for how long? Long enough that her griffin had to stay by her side, that he had to somehow find his way in (yes, she was coherent enough to catch his mumbling, if only just).
She swallowed again, hard. ]
...What day is it? How long have I..?
[ It took her a moment to find her voice, expression turning quite complicated and her eyes lowering with heavy lashes held at half mast. Her voice forcefully soft in how she attempted to keep the uncertain quiver from reaching it, the tremor that had slowly started to seize her hands. As she tried not to think about it.
But she couldn't not. If what he said was true, if she was awake and if he had... stayed here. "I let myself in when we didn't see you for a while."
She felt sick. What constituted as "a while"?
Looking up at him again, at his outstretched hand and his attempt to look comforting, she looked to be holding back something. Even as the young griffin crept over, headbutting gently against her master (Lux..?), she seemed so far detached from everything, almost frighteningly so.
Like a calm before the storm. ]
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