[ Tessla repeats softly, before the wings drag her into the middle of the cocoon to keep her safe and away from everything else. Maybe she will sleep, or maybe she will just lie there and wait. Having any kind of hope that the pain will stop is new, and it's frightening to even think about.
She's hoped so many times, but in the end there had been no point. She didn't think she had any left, but... he was like her. Just like her. It had to mean something.
Some of the wings around the cocoon creak and snap, moving apart to raise Vash on top of the tight formation of feathers. It's not much higher than on the roof of a truck, but it's something. ]
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[ Tessla repeats softly, before the wings drag her into the middle of the cocoon to keep her safe and away from everything else. Maybe she will sleep, or maybe she will just lie there and wait. Having any kind of hope that the pain will stop is new, and it's frightening to even think about.
She's hoped so many times, but in the end there had been no point. She didn't think she had any left, but... he was like her. Just like her. It had to mean something.
Some of the wings around the cocoon creak and snap, moving apart to raise Vash on top of the tight formation of feathers. It's not much higher than on the roof of a truck, but it's something. ]