Marcel's heart ached as he listened to Eithne's words, understanding the depth of her fear and the scars left behind by her past. He knew that she wasn’t just uncomfortable with magic; it was a visceral, bone-deep terror of what it represented. The thought of being torn away from each other because of something as uncontrollable as magic was enough to send a shiver down his spine. He couldn’t begin to imagine what she had gone through, but he could see the toll it took on her every day.
He placed a gentle hand on her shoulder, offering a comforting squeeze.
Marcel’s expression softened as he considered her suggestion.
He wanted to assure her that he’d do whatever it took to keep them safe, to keep them together, but he knew that words alone weren’t enough. Actions would speak louder, and he was determined to show her that she could trust him, that he would never put her in harm’s way.
Marcel then packed up the rest of their gear, his movements calm and deliberate, trying to set a pace that would help ease her anxiety. He knew the road ahead was fraught with challenges, both external and internal, but as long as they faced them together, he believed they could overcome anything.
As they set off, Marcel kept a close eye on Eithne, ready to offer support whenever she needed it. His resolve was unwavering—he was in this for the long haul, and no matter how difficult things became, he wouldn’t let her face it alone. They were a team, and he was determined to see her through the darkness, step by step.
@Eithne
He placed a gentle hand on her shoulder, offering a comforting squeeze.
I know it’s not easy, Ethie,he said softly, his voice filled with compassion.
And I don’t expect you to just snap your fingers and be okay with it. We’ve both got our own demons, but I promise you, I’m not going anywhere. We’ll figure this out, together.
Marcel’s expression softened as he considered her suggestion.
Barriers, huh?He gave a small, thoughtful nod.
Maybe you’d feel more in control if you were teaching me some? You know a lot more than I do, I’ve been winging it.
He wanted to assure her that he’d do whatever it took to keep them safe, to keep them together, but he knew that words alone weren’t enough. Actions would speak louder, and he was determined to show her that she could trust him, that he would never put her in harm’s way.
Marcel then packed up the rest of their gear, his movements calm and deliberate, trying to set a pace that would help ease her anxiety. He knew the road ahead was fraught with challenges, both external and internal, but as long as they faced them together, he believed they could overcome anything.
As they set off, Marcel kept a close eye on Eithne, ready to offer support whenever she needed it. His resolve was unwavering—he was in this for the long haul, and no matter how difficult things became, he wouldn’t let her face it alone. They were a team, and he was determined to see her through the darkness, step by step.
The town rumoured to have the blight infecting it is just the next town we come to, shouldn’t be long before we’re there.He said, getting back to the task at hand, looking for blight infected people or animals for Rosalie Rutherford’s research.
@Eithne
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