sah Sah shadowed Trinket silently, keeping out of the way of the healers and patients as he did so. The Abandoned didn't know trust the look in the demigod's eyes as she observed the patients and he found himself stepping closer when she focused on the most fire of them. He was just barely able to hear her whispered question, but he did. And Sah suppressed the shiver that threatened to go down his spine. Thinking quickly, he let out a hum to get Trinket's attention, "A game? What do you have in mind?" She wasn't exactly asking him to play, but he was present. And wary. Sah gathered his magic beneath this skin, ready to defend the patient should Trinket decide to expedite his coming death. |
Not all that is fractured is broken
