[It takes a long while for Eight's healing to pull her back, to stabilize her, but it does. Her pulse becomes stronger, less erratic, and her shallow breaths even out and are deeper, more normal. As Ril isn't quite aware, Braxiatel's power has nothing to pull on for a long while.
But she knows, instinctively where Eight is. Maybe it helps that as an incarnation, he's got a bit of Six in him, maybe there's part of her that can feel it in some oddly physical Antedan way. Her fingers find his and close as she finally stirs. Ril's head lists as she opens her eyes and she has to struggle to keep them open. Eight, that was Eight's Healing. And he'd dumped it on her, but it was his. Steady and warm.
She draws a breath and closes her fingers a little more around his and squeezes lightly.]
You'll. [Ril swallows with difficulty and her voice is raspy.] Hurt yourself. I'll-- [She cuts herself off as she remembers as lets out a soft keen. Braxiatel helps a little to dampen her immediate reaction, but it doesn't negate it. It's too massive, too deep a bond to really alleviate.
Ril makes herself move a little in an attempt to try and curl into Eight as much as possible in order to stem the way her body wants to just shut down and she inadvertently trickles her own healing back into him from worry alone. It not an awful lot, but it's palpable.]
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Date: 2014-05-02 10:50 pm (UTC)But she knows, instinctively where Eight is. Maybe it helps that as an incarnation, he's got a bit of Six in him, maybe there's part of her that can feel it in some oddly physical Antedan way. Her fingers find his and close as she finally stirs. Ril's head lists as she opens her eyes and she has to struggle to keep them open. Eight, that was Eight's Healing. And he'd dumped it on her, but it was his. Steady and warm.
She draws a breath and closes her fingers a little more around his and squeezes lightly.]
You'll. [Ril swallows with difficulty and her voice is raspy.] Hurt yourself. I'll-- [She cuts herself off as she remembers as lets out a soft keen. Braxiatel helps a little to dampen her immediate reaction, but it doesn't negate it. It's too massive, too deep a bond to really alleviate.
Ril makes herself move a little in an attempt to try and curl into Eight as much as possible in order to stem the way her body wants to just shut down and she inadvertently trickles her own healing back into him from worry alone. It not an awful lot, but it's palpable.]