[ He was ready the second that she moved, arms pulling up around her as tightly as they could be while still trying to be mindful of her wings. There was an unintentional motion of encouragement as he let his hands rest fully on her back. There was nothing wrong with her, no reason to be ashamed of those scars; they were a testament to how resilient she truly was, even in the face of death.
It didn't make what happened better, it didn't make it any less upsetting or tragic but she fought. She was like the rest of them, fighting until the very end without regard for the outcome. He let out a gentle shushing sound, trying to soothe her just a little more before loosening his hold just enough to pull one of his hands over her back carefully. ]
It's gonna be okay, I...I'm here, okay?
[ He wasn't sure what kind of reassurance to offer here, all he knew is that even with all of her upset she was warm and she smelled nice and she needed desperately to be taken care of. That was something he could do, even if it was as simple as holding her like this. ]
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It didn't make what happened better, it didn't make it any less upsetting or tragic but she fought. She was like the rest of them, fighting until the very end without regard for the outcome. He let out a gentle shushing sound, trying to soothe her just a little more before loosening his hold just enough to pull one of his hands over her back carefully. ]
It's gonna be okay, I...I'm here, okay?
[ He wasn't sure what kind of reassurance to offer here, all he knew is that even with all of her upset she was warm and she smelled nice and she needed desperately to be taken care of. That was something he could do, even if it was as simple as holding her like this. ]