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If only he knew how much she’d missed the nickname she hates. Choking back something that is half crying and half laughter, she just shakes her head. “Always.” Some things won’t ever change.
Wessex continues to keep her wrist at Amun’s mouth, even going so far as to try and lift his head a bit so he can more easily drink; ignoring the flux of sensations coursing through her until he has enough to feel alive. “There’s some healing in there,” she advises, if he wants to use it in addition to whatever kind of lifeline her fluid might be. As much as he needs.
Loki returns to the trio, landing on the other side of Amun. Chirping at Zhanshi again, her snout is everywhere in her own kind of inspection of both companion and Ascended.
Wessex continues to keep her wrist at Amun’s mouth, even going so far as to try and lift his head a bit so he can more easily drink; ignoring the flux of sensations coursing through her until he has enough to feel alive. “There’s some healing in there,” she advises, if he wants to use it in addition to whatever kind of lifeline her fluid might be. As much as he needs.
Loki returns to the trio, landing on the other side of Amun. Chirping at Zhanshi again, her snout is everywhere in her own kind of inspection of both companion and Ascended.
WESSEX
