[ she wants to argue, to tell him that he did just as much, if not more, than she did, but she's unprepared for how much the pressure on the wound on her back hurts. She winces, but it turns into an outright cry, because her first inclination was to tense up and clench her fists, which makes her burned hands bloom with pain all over again.
She is really bad at this being hurt thing.
There's a long moment where she struggles to breathe, struggles to focus. ]
Need... need its heart... need to... get me to... to Lilith.
[ Those were possibly supposed to be two separate thoughts, but it all just sort of came out at once. ]
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She is really bad at this being hurt thing.
There's a long moment where she struggles to breathe, struggles to focus. ]
Need... need its heart... need to... get me to... to Lilith.
[ Those were possibly supposed to be two separate thoughts, but it all just sort of came out at once. ]