[ well, it's "accelerated", but she's no healer. so there's no real noticeable improvement except that she's no longer burning. But the storm seems to have subsided, and though her breath rasps a little she seems more tired than in any persistent pain.
She's quiet for a while longer before speaking up again, carefully squeezing his hand in return. ]
[ squeezes his hand again, bruisingly tight, leaning toward him with only a little effort but breathing hard. ]
It matters to you? It matters to me too. So even if you're an insufferable prick you can at least want something from me. Maybe I'd even give it to you.
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