How am I supposed to be calm at a time like this?! If something happened--I promised her--
[Seteth's voice threatens to crack, throat and chest tightening as though gripped in a vise, gaze distant as though looking straight through Dimitri. It's hard to see him past unnaturally pale skin slick with blood and bright eyes turning dim and glassy, to hear him past the wet sound of labored breathing, to feel a little snout against his leg past a hand clutching his arm going slack, or the weight of a body in his arms going limp.
No. No no no no no, not like this. He can't do it again. He can't. This time--he swore he would keep her safe, no matter what. If he can't--if the Peaekeeper couldn't--if she's really--what is he supposed to do?]
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[Seteth's voice threatens to crack, throat and chest tightening as though gripped in a vise, gaze distant as though looking straight through Dimitri. It's hard to see him past unnaturally pale skin slick with blood and bright eyes turning dim and glassy, to hear him past the wet sound of labored breathing, to feel a little snout against his leg past a hand clutching his arm going slack, or the weight of a body in his arms going limp.
No. No no no no no, not like this. He can't do it again. He can't. This time--he swore he would keep her safe, no matter what. If he can't--if the Peaekeeper couldn't--if she's really--what is he supposed to do?]