[ she clings a little tighter to marcos as the cage begins to sway again and her head continues to throb. it helps; his presence is steadying and calming, just like it always has been. they can both be volatile, even towards each other (and at times, especially towards each other), but they also know each other and how to bring each other back.

it's selfish, she shouldn't want anyone else here with her. but she's glad that he is. ]

Fire. There was an army that fought with it, bringing it down on them. [ the cage sways again and she swallows back nausea, looking up at him. ] I can't tell which it was, it just felt...painful. Like they wanted us to feel what they felt.