[Mumbled against his shirt in that tight embrace, even as her left hand drifted down from his shoulder to his side, to the place that, even though she had been possessed, even though it hasn't been "her fault"... she can still remember what it felt like when she'd plunged her dagger into him, the way she had slipped it into the thin gap between his armor, the warmth of his blood and the resistance flesh and bone gave and ultimately yielded to steel.
Here, she would put most of the scales here. And his heart, and back, and everywhere she could until she ran out of scales.]
I do not know if I am good at sewing yet.
[Stitching wounds she has plenty of experience in- fabric and armor, not so much.]
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[Mumbled against his shirt in that tight embrace, even as her left hand drifted down from his shoulder to his side, to the place that, even though she had been possessed, even though it hasn't been "her fault"... she can still remember what it felt like when she'd plunged her dagger into him, the way she had slipped it into the thin gap between his armor, the warmth of his blood and the resistance flesh and bone gave and ultimately yielded to steel.
Here, she would put most of the scales here. And his heart, and back, and everywhere she could until she ran out of scales.]
I do not know if I am good at sewing yet.
[Stitching wounds she has plenty of experience in- fabric and armor, not so much.]