[Her hand hung there for a moment before she let it drop. So much for that. It hurt, but she deserved it. She knew she did.
... and now she didn't know what to do aside from what she said she'd do. Be there. So she leaned forward to rest her arms on her knees and turned her gaze to the street ahead of them as Alina cried and Ianthe swallowed the impulse to hold her.
No touching. No necromancy. Fuck, she hated this.]
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... and now she didn't know what to do aside from what she said she'd do. Be there. So she leaned forward to rest her arms on her knees and turned her gaze to the street ahead of them as Alina cried and Ianthe swallowed the impulse to hold her.
No touching. No necromancy. Fuck, she hated this.]