[Instead of descending to talk to her on the deck, under the storm and Arthas' fury, he lifts her wordlessly. An opening appears at the top of the sphere, and he rises, leaving Charles inside and closing the metal again, to set her down on its top. Blood covers his lap, stomach, thigh, just from holding Charles for a few moments.
He's more distant, now - there's more openness, usually, at least for her. Now he's shutting down, and trying not to succumb completely.]
Raven. [He doesn't know what to say. His eyes are wet.]
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He's more distant, now - there's more openness, usually, at least for her. Now he's shutting down, and trying not to succumb completely.]
Raven. [He doesn't know what to say. His eyes are wet.]