[ Cullen still remembers. He still disagrees. This is not the time to press that point. This- should be the time for words of comfort, which come no easier to this sort of loss than any other.
I hope they return, he tries in his mind, and can't bring himself to wish that victory on this world, not even for her sake. He binds her fingers, as loosely as the bandaging will allow. ]
For what little it's worth, you-- [ Cullen slips black her sleeve, to give the bandaging a better hold. He frowns. ] Is that new?
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[ Cullen still remembers. He still disagrees. This is not the time to press that point. This- should be the time for words of comfort, which come no easier to this sort of loss than any other.
I hope they return, he tries in his mind, and can't bring himself to wish that victory on this world, not even for her sake. He binds her fingers, as loosely as the bandaging will allow. ]
For what little it's worth, you-- [ Cullen slips black her sleeve, to give the bandaging a better hold. He frowns. ] Is that new?