Galahad turns in his arms and clings. Last time, with the undead, he'd managed not to shatter apart afterward because it was important that he stay focused for Claudius, that he take care of Claudius. This time it's too much. He tries to concentrate on the way Claudius smells instead of the smoke, perfume and herbs, alchemy, safety, but he can't stop trembling. He feels hollow.
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Date: 2023-12-17 08:14 pm (UTC)