[She nods, too weak to even grit her teeth against the pain. There's so much blood and Oswin can feel it leaving her, draining out with her life.
She doesn't have much time left.
Her eyes slide closed and Oswin exhales softly.]
...where're we going after this? [She'll never go there now, but maybe it'll be better if they pretend for just a little while that she might make it.] Better be somewhere good.
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Date: 2013-09-16 04:17 am (UTC)She doesn't have much time left.
Her eyes slide closed and Oswin exhales softly.]
...where're we going after this? [She'll never go there now, but maybe it'll be better if they pretend for just a little while that she might make it.] Better be somewhere good.