[She rests her head on her knees that are drawn up against her bare chest, a sort of wistful look on her face.]
It wasn't heroic, or swift, or traumatic. It didn't happen while saving anyone, or in a dramatic fight, or in pursuit of adventure. It was a slow, inevitable hopelessness as my body fell apart a little more every day, knowing it was going to happen and there was nothing I could do about it.
[She idly caresses his hand, brushing his fingers until their hands are palm to palm. His hand is so much bigger than hers.]
We had enough warning. We made all the necessary preparations... assembled all the materials, summoned the necessary demons... even as I lost my ability to walk on my own.
And when it hurt too much, and I was starting to really suffer... I crawled into his lap, put the knife in his hand, and shut my eyes.
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[She rests her head on her knees that are drawn up against her bare chest, a sort of wistful look on her face.]
It wasn't heroic, or swift, or traumatic. It didn't happen while saving anyone, or in a dramatic fight, or in pursuit of adventure. It was a slow, inevitable hopelessness as my body fell apart a little more every day, knowing it was going to happen and there was nothing I could do about it.
[She idly caresses his hand, brushing his fingers until their hands are palm to palm. His hand is so much bigger than hers.]
We had enough warning. We made all the necessary preparations... assembled all the materials, summoned the necessary demons... even as I lost my ability to walk on my own.
And when it hurt too much, and I was starting to really suffer... I crawled into his lap, put the knife in his hand, and shut my eyes.
I didn't have to say anything else.
[...she laces her fingers in between his.]