[A2 lowers herself beside him, gingerly. She hesitates to touch him, even when he's in this state — her hand hovers in the air between them before she settles it on his shoulder.
She's never touched him before. She's watched the light bleed out of his eyes, seen him on the edge of her blade, but she's never gotten close enough for this.
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She's never touched him before. She's watched the light bleed out of his eyes, seen him on the edge of her blade, but she's never gotten close enough for this.
It's best not to think about it.]
I'll just take you there. Then I'll leave.