Dec 22, 2025
@seejungfer from here.
Eyes narrow slightly, but only from the pain filtering through her body at the sight of him, far more excruciating despite the wounds she had suffered. She knows him, she knows him far too much, and she hates that she does. She hates, too, that she can't just leave him to rot in this prison, because that would make her no better than the aliens that kept them and treated them as less.
"I can't stay here with you, Luka," she finally says, looking away. Arms wrap around her own frame. She feels more fragile than she ever has before. "I have work to do."