The healing had helped, had closed the wound, but the sting of the cold and the strange sick pull of time had left her terribly disoriented. She was glad to have Solas with her, is glad that he has remained, and takes his fingers with her own as quickly as she can.
With the poison in her system that is not terribly swift and she is glad he indulges her.
"As though I am removed from everyone through a thick fog, and by several days...but I am awake and aware now. I am no longer halted in a terrible moment."
She does something then that she has very rarely done. She uses his hold on her hand to pull him toward her. She has been resting, lying in bed, and his standing beside her is too distant for her taste. Sit, or join her, her weak tug says.
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Date: 2018-10-06 08:48 pm (UTC)With the poison in her system that is not terribly swift and she is glad he indulges her.
"As though I am removed from everyone through a thick fog, and by several days...but I am awake and aware now. I am no longer halted in a terrible moment."
She does something then that she has very rarely done. She uses his hold on her hand to pull him toward her. She has been resting, lying in bed, and his standing beside her is too distant for her taste. Sit, or join her, her weak tug says.