[ it's a constant struggle as he wars with himself, knows he could overtake dorian in his obviously weakened state and take more. consume him until there's nothing left. that's the part of him that he hates, the thing he'd never asked for and had thrust upon him anyway. he squeezes his eyes shut to ignore it, forcing himself to take slow, deep breaths to dispel the tang of blood filling the room. he needs air, which means dorian's suggestion is better than staying in the down. ]
Yes. [ bitten out through still clenched teeth, and he finally moves.
a step, and he's at dorian's side, a hand settling at a hip. ] Keep pressure on it so you don't bleed to death. Lean on me.
[ that last command is softer, pushing away the lingering pain that continues to radiate through his chest as he continues to heal. if he's honest, he needs more blood, but he's already taken too much, listening to the way dorian's heartbeat sounds as he guides them towards the door and nudges it open. they're not far from the elevators, and if need be, larus will just haul dorian into his arms and carry him back to his suite in the up. ]
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Yes. [ bitten out through still clenched teeth, and he finally moves.
a step, and he's at dorian's side, a hand settling at a hip. ] Keep pressure on it so you don't bleed to death. Lean on me.
[ that last command is softer, pushing away the lingering pain that continues to radiate through his chest as he continues to heal. if he's honest, he needs more blood, but he's already taken too much, listening to the way dorian's heartbeat sounds as he guides them towards the door and nudges it open. they're not far from the elevators, and if need be, larus will just haul dorian into his arms and carry him back to his suite in the up. ]