And Koumyou's been braced for Devero to be disappointed, or angry, or something else with him over having murdered Valdana. He's still braced for that, even if it's taking a back seat for now to the whole dying ordeal.
"I try to," he whispers, pressing just slightly into that hand on his cheek.
And then consciousness... slips away. Between the (ongoing) emotional turmoil of his death, and all of the Anchoring, he's just tapped the fuck out right now.
At least his pulse is fine. His breathing is fine. He's only rag-dolled to the normal, albeit deep, sleeping extent where the body still avoids hurting itself and doesn't just crumple in place.
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"I try to," he whispers, pressing just slightly into that hand on his cheek.
And then consciousness... slips away. Between the (ongoing) emotional turmoil of his death, and all of the Anchoring, he's just tapped the fuck out right now.
At least his pulse is fine. His breathing is fine. He's only rag-dolled to the normal, albeit deep, sleeping extent where the body still avoids hurting itself and doesn't just crumple in place.