[Why-- why isn't he running? Why is he walking into the hell she's caused? Another life lost on her watch, as the wind gusts hard, as if agreeing with her.
Dana sinks to her knees as he draws nearer. Are those tears running down her cheeks, or is it rain? It's hard to tell. It's cold, and the storm won't stop, and neither will the person who just won't listen to her. She's failed again.
Maybe, at least, he'll let her stay with him until he dies. She's certain she will outlive him in this awful place, certain her curse is to see people lose their lives because she's so useless, so awful at saving people, gosh, if only she could save someone...!
When he's close enough, she'll meet his gaze and hold up her hands to him, inviting him to sit with her, to let her lead him gently into death.]
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Dana sinks to her knees as he draws nearer. Are those tears running down her cheeks, or is it rain? It's hard to tell. It's cold, and the storm won't stop, and neither will the person who just won't listen to her. She's failed again.
Maybe, at least, he'll let her stay with him until he dies. She's certain she will outlive him in this awful place, certain her curse is to see people lose their lives because she's so useless, so awful at saving people, gosh, if only she could save someone...!
When he's close enough, she'll meet his gaze and hold up her hands to him, inviting him to sit with her, to let her lead him gently into death.]