[ Gray has cut through bones and spirits before, and with the Holy Lance, she's punched through her opponents. But this is the first time she's pierced through a humam being so intimately, and it feels as serious as she might have expected. Dream or mindscape or whatever this is, the sensation is still very real — and she discovers that unlike a malicious ghost or mindless beast, when you kill a thinking being, you can feel that being's thoughts and emotions seeping into you as thickly as their blood.
She thought he would be angry or violent, but in the end he seems to be pleading with her. As they plummet from the sky, the wind roars in her ears and the lightness of rapid descent becomes dizzying, but she hangs on tight to Hiccup and his sword with his pitiable voice sinking straight into her heart as if her flesh and bones weren't in the way. ]
Wake up, Mr. Hiccup!
[ Now it's her turn to plead with him, her voice a desperate urging. She hugs him from behind with her free arm, her face buried into his back deeply enough that she can't see the water beginning to rush up beneath them. For a girl literally stabbing him in the back, her hold on him lacks malice; she's simply trying to hold him still, with a small squeeze of apology thrown in. ]
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She thought he would be angry or violent, but in the end he seems to be pleading with her. As they plummet from the sky, the wind roars in her ears and the lightness of rapid descent becomes dizzying, but she hangs on tight to Hiccup and his sword with his pitiable voice sinking straight into her heart as if her flesh and bones weren't in the way. ]
Wake up, Mr. Hiccup!
[ Now it's her turn to plead with him, her voice a desperate urging. She hugs him from behind with her free arm, her face buried into his back deeply enough that she can't see the water beginning to rush up beneath them. For a girl literally stabbing him in the back, her hold on him lacks malice; she's simply trying to hold him still, with a small squeeze of apology thrown in. ]