They don't have a mouth that can drink. Warmth--is bad, but they're capable of tolerating his, they should be able to tolerate this. The cup is plucked up, only to settle with their hand loosely curled around it on their chest.
It's warmer than his touch, enough it nearly hurts, and they subtly shift it around to keep it from resting directly on the middle wound that will not heal. Their cloak being caught in it before had caused more problems in healing than the burns alone.
The tea steams. They watch it drift upward until it's gone.
Lemm is still here.
Why--?
He--
--there is no--
...
Why?
They can't fight off wondering, the tiny amount of fortitude they'd built up since leaving Sister too fragile, cracking under pressure like their own mask. Why is he still here? Why is he allowing them to be? They're--they are broken. They cannot give him what he wants just as he wants.
And he...gave them a blanket. Blankets. Pillows. A drink. Nothing they deserve, or need.
Their chest rises and falls heavily. Though they do not need to breathe as most bugs do, it is a sigh, utterly silent.
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Date: 2020-09-01 01:41 pm (UTC)It's warmer than his touch, enough it nearly hurts, and they subtly shift it around to keep it from resting directly on the middle wound that will not heal. Their cloak being caught in it before had caused more problems in healing than the burns alone.
The tea steams. They watch it drift upward until it's gone.
Lemm is still here.
Why--?
He--
--there is no--
...
Why?
They can't fight off wondering, the tiny amount of fortitude they'd built up since leaving Sister too fragile, cracking under pressure like their own mask. Why is he still here? Why is he allowing them to be? They're--they are broken. They cannot give him what he wants just as he wants.
And he...gave them a blanket. Blankets. Pillows. A drink. Nothing they deserve, or need.
Their chest rises and falls heavily. Though they do not need to breathe as most bugs do, it is a sigh, utterly silent.