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In a quiet moment, Nerv finds Taran’s side, ❛ It probably feels like I dragged you into hell instead of helping, huh ? ❜ A humorless scoff escapes her lips, and her eyes linger on the dead man. @oftaran.
Taran’s eyes soften, taking in the familiar sight of Nerv, though perhaps unfamiliar at the same time. He’s used to seeing her draped in finery, pretending to belong where they both knew she didn’t. “I’m finding there isn’t truly a paradise, Nerv.” He reassures. He knows he has much to be grateful for, particularly to Nerv. Without her assistance, he’d still be entirely lost. At least now he has some footing. “You did help me, even despite all this. Thank you.” He adds, too seriously, gesturing to the body.
