Emotional, overwhelmed, assured even so, the Knight stays there a while.
Sibling, gifts, Lemm. Worries they have. Worries about them. Worries they will tackle as they can. Worries that settle with arms pressing them close, with Lemm's steady breath and pulse (so much softer than the Nightmare's Heart, more noticeable now than before their encounter with it).
They listen. They stop thinking about anything so hard, and just do that. Listen. Breath, pulse, endless rain, gentle together.
Until they start to get heavy.
Literally, from a solid bug-like form to suddenly something entirely full of liquid, sinking down over Lemm's legs, from his arms--
--they jolt and fling themselves back, barely missing the pile of shards as shadows retreat back under their mask.
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Sibling, gifts, Lemm. Worries they have. Worries about them. Worries they will tackle as they can. Worries that settle with arms pressing them close, with Lemm's steady breath and pulse (so much softer than the Nightmare's Heart, more noticeable now than before their encounter with it).
They listen. They stop thinking about anything so hard, and just do that. Listen. Breath, pulse, endless rain, gentle together.
Until they start to get heavy.
Literally, from a solid bug-like form to suddenly something entirely full of liquid, sinking down over Lemm's legs, from his arms--
--they jolt and fling themselves back, barely missing the pile of shards as shadows retreat back under their mask.