( Thancred squeezes his hand tighter and Urianger feels a warmth wash through him that seems somehow separate from Himeka's spellcraft. He exhales shakily as he nods at his dear friend before turning to Himeka proper, his body already lighter and somehow easier to move thanks to the generous suffusion of healing. Where his limbs had felt like so much aching dead-weight he can move properly again β can stand without shaking β and he allows himself a deep breath to center himself for this final push to freedom. )
My thanksβ
( He meets Himeka's gaze with his own, his eyes bright with adrenaline in his otherwise ashen face. )
But mine injuries are naught in comparison to those who hath suffered the attacks of the horrors these last weeks. We needs must focus our attentions on the most badly wounded, that we might offer them their greatest chance of survival.
( He says quickly and calmly (and somewhat falsely), as another tremor rips through the festering cavern. The grind of earth shifting beneath them is worrying to say the least; Thancred is right, their time is limited, and none of them are the type to see anyone left behind. If he and Himaka can tend to the injured just enough that they can make the journey home ... )
How far to the surface? Doth transport await us?
( And if he seems a little pinched around the edges when he asks? Well. That's because it hasn't escaped him that he'll likely need Thancred or Himeka's help out of this one: although he isn't scared of water, per se, he's yet to swallow his hesitance and learn how to swim, which is going to become a problem sooner rather than later if the rising water level is anything to go by. )
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( Thancred squeezes his hand tighter and Urianger feels a warmth wash through him that seems somehow separate from Himeka's spellcraft. He exhales shakily as he nods at his dear friend before turning to Himeka proper, his body already lighter and somehow easier to move thanks to the generous suffusion of healing. Where his limbs had felt like so much aching dead-weight he can move properly again β can stand without shaking β and he allows himself a deep breath to center himself for this final push to freedom. )
My thanksβ
( He meets Himeka's gaze with his own, his eyes bright with adrenaline in his otherwise ashen face. )
But mine injuries are naught in comparison to those who hath suffered the attacks of the horrors these last weeks. We needs must focus our attentions on the most badly wounded, that we might offer them their greatest chance of survival.
( He says quickly and calmly (and somewhat falsely), as another tremor rips through the festering cavern. The grind of earth shifting beneath them is worrying to say the least; Thancred is right, their time is limited, and none of them are the type to see anyone left behind. If he and Himaka can tend to the injured just enough that they can make the journey home ... )
How far to the surface? Doth transport await us?
( And if he seems a little pinched around the edges when he asks? Well. That's because it hasn't escaped him that he'll likely need Thancred or Himeka's help out of this one: although he isn't scared of water, per se, he's yet to swallow his hesitance and learn how to swim, which is going to become a problem sooner rather than later if the rising water level is anything to go by. )