[Basil hurts for Max. He knows he has his own troubles with the changes, but Max...hers are on a different level. Being alive, but dead...he's reminded of falling into the lake. How cold he'd been. Water filling his lungs, his entire body paralyzed.
Her heart doesn't beat anymore. She can't get warm.
But he can. He can.
So he keeps his hands close, not so close he could burn her, but close enough to help her get warm. Warm, and dry. He doesn't comment on what she says about her legs, because he understands. He just tilts his head a bit, his ears drooping.]
...I know.
[Is what he eventually mutters, because...well. The truth spills from him freely, especially now that he isn't trying to fight it anymore. Why bother? He's...tired. Hollowed out, and empty. There's nothing more he could say, save for...
He blinks his eyes hard a few times, taking a slow breath.]
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Date: 2023-04-28 02:15 am (UTC)Her heart doesn't beat anymore. She can't get warm.
But he can. He can.
So he keeps his hands close, not so close he could burn her, but close enough to help her get warm. Warm, and dry. He doesn't comment on what she says about her legs, because he understands. He just tilts his head a bit, his ears drooping.]
...I know.
[Is what he eventually mutters, because...well. The truth spills from him freely, especially now that he isn't trying to fight it anymore. Why bother? He's...tired. Hollowed out, and empty. There's nothing more he could say, save for...
He blinks his eyes hard a few times, taking a slow breath.]
B-but...it would feel better.