[ Alina's reply is quiet, almost more like mouthing the words than actually speaking them. Distracted by the warmth of another person, the comfort of Ciri's hand twined with hers. For a moment, Alina feels a stabbing pang of guilt that she would ever feel even a little bit alright when Mal is lost. When Mal is gone, and grief seems to wash over her all over again.
She stiffens, and then forces herself to relax. Mal will make fun of her for ever being so worried when he's back. If he comes back. She has to focus on something else, before she lets the tide of worry take her down again. It might be a silly, childish suggestion but it's a luxury that has always comforted Alina... ]
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[ Alina's reply is quiet, almost more like mouthing the words than actually speaking them. Distracted by the warmth of another person, the comfort of Ciri's hand twined with hers. For a moment, Alina feels a stabbing pang of guilt that she would ever feel even a little bit alright when Mal is lost. When Mal is gone, and grief seems to wash over her all over again.
She stiffens, and then forces herself to relax. Mal will make fun of her for ever being so worried when he's back. If he comes back. She has to focus on something else, before she lets the tide of worry take her down again. It might be a silly, childish suggestion but it's a luxury that has always comforted Alina... ]
Would you like a bath?