[ The young man is in dire straights, though Abel looks like his worry has taken a tool as well. And he doesn't know how long this young man has been unconscious. She needs to stabilize him...hopefully. The thought that they could suffer a loss like this so soon after finally working as (something) of an organized collective--
No, first things first. Don't worry about the what-ifs until they're real. ]
I can try.
[ Despite the fact that her words don't seem to hold much hope, she offers a reassuring smile. ]
Could you lay him down? We'll spend less energy than standing up.
[ Himeka herself already begins to kneel as she flexes her fingers, gathering bits of the aether around her towards her palms. Small pale balls of glowing light collect in the space--in in her right she flicks a bright green wave to trickle over Dokja, like falling stars that sink into his skin to over slow bits of vitality. Then her right joins her left to grow the ball of bluish light large until she can place it squarely over his torso, where the most vital organs are kept.
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No, first things first. Don't worry about the what-ifs until they're real. ]
I can try.
[ Despite the fact that her words don't seem to hold much hope, she offers a reassuring smile. ]
Could you lay him down? We'll spend less energy than standing up.
[ Himeka herself already begins to kneel as she flexes her fingers, gathering bits of the aether around her towards her palms. Small pale balls of glowing light collect in the space--in in her right she flicks a bright green wave to trickle over Dokja, like falling stars that sink into his skin to over slow bits of vitality. Then her right joins her left to grow the ball of bluish light large until she can place it squarely over his torso, where the most vital organs are kept.
Breathe. ]