vorrutyer: (really fucking stressed)
Byerly Vorrutyer ([personal profile] vorrutyer) wrote in [community profile] sunchime 2017-03-14 04:31 pm (UTC)

[ Byerly's shoulders jerk as she stops weeping. He squeezes his eyes shut, unable to look at her, until they lead her from his line of sight. He's silent, trying to think of something to say, trying to figure out some way to get her out of this, to get them out of this...But he's silent. Completely at a loss for words. But at least - at least she's going. Maybe when she's gone, he'll be able to recover his sense of balance...

Except that when they lead him to the cells after her, they lead him to hers. He realizes right away, before the door even opens, and so he's pushing back against them, fighting. Stupidly. She's made him stupid. He's made himself stupid. And so he snarls at them - stupidly - like it won't hurt her to make this stupid comment. ]


There are other cells. Put me in one of the other cells.

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