Alysa glanced back to Daniel at his assessment before her gaze returned towards Diarneus. How were they going to get the ash out of the man? Would he die before he gave them any more information? Would that be their fate if the orb in her hand gave out? She bit hard on the inside of her cheek, chest tightening up like a vice. It took every ounce of her being to keep from growing hysterical and she silently remembered just who she was and where she came from. Those like her didn’t cry. Not in public at least.
Don’t fall to pieces now, Alysa. You’ve been in … well, not worse situations, but shitty situations before and they turned out alright. Rubbing her stomach with her free hand idly, Alysa noticed that Diarneus had yet to answer her or even Daniel, the male staring at the orb in her hand that was annoyingly still outstretched. Why was she standing there like a dolt like that? The answer wouldn’t come and her arm remained exactly in the same position.
Not even the reassurance that they weren’t trapped was enough to make Alysa feel any better. How could he be so sure? She chewed once again on the inside of her lip, the vice tightening around her chest the longer it took him to answer about Tatiana. When he let them know she sacrificed herself, Alysa couldn’t stop the gasp that slipped out of her lips. Whether it was that little bit of niceness that was still tethered deep inside of her or it was hormones due to the baby, Alysa full out started to cry at the news.
“No…” She whimpered softly, watching as Diarneus used some sort of energy to pull the orb out of her hand and into his. Once her hand was free, her arm dropped back down to her side and she just stared off at nothing in particular, struggling to handle the news. Not wanting to hear any other bad news, she tried her best to tune out the conversation between her teammates and instead just stared off at the ash storm around them, starting to feel like this was by far the worst mistake she had ever made.
“...Fuck, what now?” Grimacing, expecting more disastrous ash people or whatever they were, Alysa turned around to see what was causing the wind to rush through the area. Blinking at Diarneus, she just blinked, unsure what was happening.
Don’t fall to pieces now, Alysa. You’ve been in … well, not worse situations, but shitty situations before and they turned out alright. Rubbing her stomach with her free hand idly, Alysa noticed that Diarneus had yet to answer her or even Daniel, the male staring at the orb in her hand that was annoyingly still outstretched. Why was she standing there like a dolt like that? The answer wouldn’t come and her arm remained exactly in the same position.
Not even the reassurance that they weren’t trapped was enough to make Alysa feel any better. How could he be so sure? She chewed once again on the inside of her lip, the vice tightening around her chest the longer it took him to answer about Tatiana. When he let them know she sacrificed herself, Alysa couldn’t stop the gasp that slipped out of her lips. Whether it was that little bit of niceness that was still tethered deep inside of her or it was hormones due to the baby, Alysa full out started to cry at the news.
“No…” She whimpered softly, watching as Diarneus used some sort of energy to pull the orb out of her hand and into his. Once her hand was free, her arm dropped back down to her side and she just stared off at nothing in particular, struggling to handle the news. Not wanting to hear any other bad news, she tried her best to tune out the conversation between her teammates and instead just stared off at the ash storm around them, starting to feel like this was by far the worst mistake she had ever made.
“...Fuck, what now?” Grimacing, expecting more disastrous ash people or whatever they were, Alysa turned around to see what was causing the wind to rush through the area. Blinking at Diarneus, she just blinked, unsure what was happening.