[ her mind had shut down the moment after the bouldersnake behind her spoke, like some kind of survival instinct to keep her from bursting into hysterical tears or losing her lunch all over the dusty ground. she's got her eyes shut tight and she's shaking, trembling lips pursed firm to keep any sobs from tumbling out of her mouth. she thinks to beg, because she's got nothing else she can offer, but before she can finish that thought there comes another voice piercing through the air, like a shot of electricity right to her core.
"Ohh? Lookie here, Eli, we got ourselves a hero."
slowly, marta opens her eyes, turns her head to look. she doesn't mean to gasp, but the sight of him standing there, blood-splattered and face contorted in barely contained fury has her sucking in a breath that should have been a sigh of relief.
"I wouldn't make any hasty moves, tenderflesh." the bouldersnake gives her head an emphatic nudge. "'Less you feel like picking up her ashes the rest of the day." ]
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"Ohh? Lookie here, Eli, we got ourselves a hero."
slowly, marta opens her eyes, turns her head to look. she doesn't mean to gasp, but the sight of him standing there, blood-splattered and face contorted in barely contained fury has her sucking in a breath that should have been a sigh of relief.
"I wouldn't make any hasty moves, tenderflesh." the bouldersnake gives her head an emphatic nudge. "'Less you feel like picking up her ashes the rest of the day." ]