It... hurts. [ he says, after a moment, a little distantly. he knows by now not to lie to jiaoqiu about this kind of thing in specific, and he's bad at lying, anyway. though, frowning: ] I healed myself, but... I think everything came back, too.
[ he says, softly. some part of him has been turned off, in all of the fuss, as the adrenaline drains out of his system, and he just feels... exhausted. the thank you is genuine, though - but jiaoqiu can probably see it, the edges of that same nothingness from earlier in the week, lapping like waves at the shore. ]
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It... hurts. [ he says, after a moment, a little distantly. he knows by now not to lie to jiaoqiu about this kind of thing in specific, and he's bad at lying, anyway. though, frowning: ] I healed myself, but... I think everything came back, too.
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Mm. [ tucks his hair behind his ear, gently. ] I'm sorry, Taair. I wish that you hadn't been called up.
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[ he says, softly. some part of him has been turned off, in all of the fuss, as the adrenaline drains out of his system, and he just feels... exhausted. the thank you is genuine, though - but jiaoqiu can probably see it, the edges of that same nothingness from earlier in the week, lapping like waves at the shore. ]
I... [ ... ] At least I got to say goodbye.
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with a sigh, jiaoqiu pulls blankets up and around taair, like warding off shock. ]
You did. [ he murmurs. ] ... She isn't gone. Just lost. We'll find her again.