[ it takes another moment, and another quiet, desperate protest for her to recognize the warmth around her and the voice calling her back. then her eyes snap open, and she freezes, shocked and unsure of what to do. she doesn't want to be here, not in agni's arms - brilith knows that all too well, after all he's done (or failed to do, such as it is). but neither can she seem to pull herself away as she takes a shuddering breath, and whispers one word against his chest. ]
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