(SE) bury me face down

At first she doesn’t know how to respond - not because she can’t do it of course; Vai is simply worried that he’ll regret it once he’s sane again. But Sunjata seems coherent enough, at least when it comes to this, and as a matter of wedding traditions and promises... there’s no way to refuse it. ”Okay,” she whispers, nodding and letting her hand drop so she can hold his between both of her palms. ”Just this time, though. I don’t want you thinking you can get married over and over again, just because I can get rid of the scar.” Her hands are already pulsing with a soft light, and when Vai’s fingers slip away again, he’ll be blemish free. At least on that part of his body. ”You can rest now,” she objects, her tone gently insistent. ”Just lay down for a bit, okay? While I clean everything up.” And tries to find out how best to get him back home. vervain well i'll rest my eyes and i'll let the earth breathe