[She looks up at him, and then glances down, and realizes that—yeah, she's pretty much covered in blood. Marco's blood. The front of her cloak is all but soaked in it, and her hands look like she's just been—
well. Carrying a mutilated corpse.
She's shaking again, she realizes, and she nods.]
Yes. Yes, that's...okay.
[She's going to go and just kind of. Stand in the shower under the hottest water she can stand, for awhile. As long as it takes for her to remember that she'a alive and she needs to keep going. For Marco, and for everyone else.]
no subject
well. Carrying a mutilated corpse.
She's shaking again, she realizes, and she nods.]
Yes. Yes, that's...okay.
[She's going to go and just kind of. Stand in the shower under the hottest water she can stand, for awhile. As long as it takes for her to remember that she'a alive and she needs to keep going. For Marco, and for everyone else.]