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Kayla was at his side in an instant, cupping his face. "It's okay, it'll be okay" She whispered softly, kissing his forehead. "I'm here if you want me" |
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Gale's fingers dug into the board, leaving little crescent shaped marks as her words anchored him. He nodded, clenching his jaw hard enough he thought it would crack. |
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"I'm sorry, babe. It's gonna be okay" she promised softly, pressing a kiss to his cheek |
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The pain eventually dragged him under, his body going slack as the healers finally got some peace to try and salvage the raw slab otherwise known as his back. |
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Kayl gently laid him down on a cot as the healers finished. She sat beside him, holding his hand |
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He looked 10 years younger in this state, no scowl, no look of fear, just a man in a quiet moment of peace he'd been waiting on for years. |
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Kayla stoked his cheek gently as the healers offered to help her next. She didn't feel safe so she shook her head |
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"Get...help." He rasped, eyes fluttering open to find hers. |
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"I'm fine" she lied, kissing his forehead and stifling a wince. Her face pinched in pain |
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"No you're not, you two help her." He barked, even at his weakest point could he still snap people around. |
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Afternoon Showers, Sleet Possible
