[ He keeps himself just slightly behind her, a last measure of safety and all that he really has left to give at the moment. The way she was attacked in that battle, the way she was thrown - he knows Red is hurt and he wants to heal it all in an instant. They shouldn't have been here at all, but they can only go forward now.
Vanessa. Oh, right, should have warned Red first, probably. ]
She's asleep, only asleep. I had to stop her.
[ His voice carries no regret for it, almost detached, at least outwardly. He did what was necessary, it was taking everything from Vanessa; by the same token, Vanessa and Red had done what was necessary.
Internally, of course, he's a contradiction of feelings about what occurred, what happened between them when he'd first tried to stop her, and his ultimate decision to stop her forcibly.
He closes the gap between them, though, and kneels down beside Vanessa. He's moving slow from his own injuries, but he's as gentle as he can possibly be, lifting Vanessa up into his arms. He'd carry Red out of here if he could manage regrowing a few extra limbs just now. ]
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Vanessa. Oh, right, should have warned Red first, probably. ]
She's asleep, only asleep. I had to stop her.
[ His voice carries no regret for it, almost detached, at least outwardly. He did what was necessary, it was taking everything from Vanessa; by the same token, Vanessa and Red had done what was necessary.
Internally, of course, he's a contradiction of feelings about what occurred, what happened between them when he'd first tried to stop her, and his ultimate decision to stop her forcibly.
He closes the gap between them, though, and kneels down beside Vanessa. He's moving slow from his own injuries, but he's as gentle as he can possibly be, lifting Vanessa up into his arms. He'd carry Red out of here if he could manage regrowing a few extra limbs just now. ]