Date: 2017-02-21 12:06 am (UTC)
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She'd reached out and brushed his hair away from his forehead before she might have curbed the urge. "Don't talk." He was clearly in pain, and healing, and he should focus on that, for now, while she looked around to make sure that they had not drawn attention. She still felt wrong for using the Verbis Diablo, but at least it had spared Prometheus more pain.
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