[ It's an instant reaction. Whatever hold Inigo has on him, he breaks free in a burst of strength that he's not sure comes from anywhere but absolute panic, frozen in place and refusing to let him go. One arm is around Inigo's neck, the other reaching out for Tidus's. Both of them in his hold, both of them still alive, but for how long can he hide them from - ? ]
What have I done...?
[ Avoid the ministry. They don't like what they can't understand.
I don't know what happens now... And she's gone, just like that, no do-overs, no second chances, gone, disappeared, flecks of gold in the air, voidcraft floating about in debris, no chances to be saved.
He's not the same man that left for camp this morning, and all Inigo and Tidus have for it is the choked sound that Roland tries to hide. The grip of not wanting to let them go. The fear rolling off of him. The guilt. The guilt.
The blood in his shoulder seeps down still. He doesn't care as the wound opens by the centimeter with the angle he forces himself to embrace them at the same time. He is asking for forgiveness. Please, let it not be too late. ]
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What have I done...?
[ Avoid the ministry. They don't like what they can't understand.
I don't know what happens now... And she's gone, just like that, no do-overs, no second chances, gone, disappeared, flecks of gold in the air, voidcraft floating about in debris, no chances to be saved.
He's not the same man that left for camp this morning, and all Inigo and Tidus have for it is the choked sound that Roland tries to hide. The grip of not wanting to let them go. The fear rolling off of him. The guilt. The guilt.
The blood in his shoulder seeps down still. He doesn't care as the wound opens by the centimeter with the angle he forces himself to embrace them at the same time. He is asking for forgiveness. Please, let it not be too late. ]