[It seems simple when he puts it that way, not the undertaking it surely will be. To retain her memories, let alone to find a way to cross worlds. And yet-- hope.]
[She could desperately use some hope.]
The portrait; your cane. All right. I'll ensure he knows the meaning of it. Solomon, stay awake.
[Raine's holding him close enough she can feel the laxness taking over him, can anticipate that it won't be all that much longer. But-- even a little bit. Just a little bit more time.]
I wish--
[Wishing is useless.]
If nothing else, I would hope some part of you can remember that I love you.
[Perhaps it's foolish. It's emotion, pure and simple, winning out over cold logic for once. Still. Any of these words may be the last she says to her husband, and that sentiment is important.]
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[It seems simple when he puts it that way, not the undertaking it surely will be. To retain her memories, let alone to find a way to cross worlds. And yet-- hope.]
[She could desperately use some hope.]
The portrait; your cane. All right. I'll ensure he knows the meaning of it. Solomon, stay awake.
[Raine's holding him close enough she can feel the laxness taking over him, can anticipate that it won't be all that much longer. But-- even a little bit. Just a little bit more time.]
I wish--
[Wishing is useless.]
If nothing else, I would hope some part of you can remember that I love you.
[Perhaps it's foolish. It's emotion, pure and simple, winning out over cold logic for once. Still. Any of these words may be the last she says to her husband, and that sentiment is important.]