[ Her chest rises and falls, strained, slow, trying to form something to say back that isn't scowling furiously at her. That shiver cold heat that is in her limb. Just one sip of the blackwater, just one, oh - she needs to stop thinking about it.
At least Lapis is distraction for the time being. ]
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At least Lapis is distraction for the time being. ]
Are you finished?