Hands on her hips, she looks around, finding a small bin and bringing it to the bed, setting it on the floor near where Athos's head lays.
It occurs to her that perhaps she should stay. Almost despite herself, she runs her fingers through his hair. "Don't die," she tells him. "That would be very inconsiderate."
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It occurs to her that perhaps she should stay. Almost despite herself, she runs her fingers through his hair. "Don't die," she tells him. "That would be very inconsiderate."