"Skellig," Taweret greets him as she unbars and opens the door. "Come in, sit a moment." Taweret has poured him a mug of beer.
There's also a bowl of water and some clean rags. "May I help you clean up?" She doesn't ask what he did, won't. Sometimes, it is better not to know.
Kreyu's heart beats steadily, her breathing easy. She's recovering faster than a human would, it seems. Or maybe he just poured THAT MUCH light into her.
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Date: 2024-04-05 03:18 am (UTC)There's also a bowl of water and some clean rags. "May I help you clean up?" She doesn't ask what he did, won't. Sometimes, it is better not to know.
Kreyu's heart beats steadily, her breathing easy. She's recovering faster than a human would, it seems. Or maybe he just poured THAT MUCH light into her.