ERIADNE
With barely a moment to regain herself, she feels her heart plummet as quickly as an acorn during Leafchange in the Greatwood at Neph's statement. With a clear mind, she can feel every bit of the Blight that has her body trapped and flightless. If she could only shed her skin like the snakes she had chased as a child she would never be more grateful to feel clean. As it was now, she's not sure if any amount of scrubbing will remove the blackened tint her skin had taken. Or if she even had time to take a bath in the first place.
"How long has it been since..." She doesn't have to finish her thought to know that Nephele will understand. Eriadne finds herself too short of breath to continue regardless, the thought of becoming lost in her mind once more teasing at the edge of her consciousness. Clarity was only a temporary state for her now. Until... Until what? Until the gods decided to stop playing with their lives?
Despite her calmed state a growl pulls from her throat without permission as she pulls Nephele closer to her. The wings trapped on her back ache as they strain to take them far from the Greatwood where the Blight was simply a story told to scare children; if such a place could exist.
"I'm not going anywhere. I promise." She runs a hand through her sister's hair before pulling away and trying to disentangle the sludge from her hand that was caught in Neph's hair. "But you and I both know we have to plan for the eventuality of a relapse. I may have stayed to myself this time but next time... We don't know what will happen next time. Or when it will happen as long as the gods remain idle."
Even the idea of hurting her sister refuses to be brought to life by her tainted lips. If she were to hurt the only other person that cared about her in this lifetime then she wouldn't be able to live with herself. Falling on the edge of an Outsider's blade would surely hurt less than seeing her sister hurt.
