It takes an enormous amount of restraint to keep from spitting on Akatan's prone form laying in the dirt at his feet, but Skellig merely wipes his nose with the back of his hand and turns, walking away.
(People are wise not to impede his path.)
He has traveled this route once before, but despite it being unfamiliar, he uses her heartbeat and the echoes he is hearing (voices, villagers talking amongst themselves, the gossips already spreading the news like fire) to locate Taweret's house, her heartbeat just within reach.
He swallows back a mouthful of blood and spit and knocks on the door.
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Date: 2024-04-04 02:57 am (UTC)(People are wise not to impede his path.)
He has traveled this route once before, but despite it being unfamiliar, he uses her heartbeat and the echoes he is hearing (voices, villagers talking amongst themselves, the gossips already spreading the news like fire) to locate Taweret's house, her heartbeat just within reach.
He swallows back a mouthful of blood and spit and knocks on the door.