[If she had just a little less focus, she'd snap at him like a dog protecting what she's decided is hers. She doesn't think to until there's nothing left to even fight with him over, and the growl dies in her throat. Even what's still on his face -- it's not the same. It won't be warm enough to fool that craving for living for even a moment. Something doesn't bother to go for it, or for chewing at her bloody lip with any more gusto than when someone else lived here. Something goes relatively docile again instead, allowing that moment for them to mourn, and then stares at him when it passes. He's talk to her again, isn't he? It worked out nicely for her before. She should keep doing that.
She goes back to trying to lick her hands clean as they walk, though the fresh blood has made it so that any time her tongue touches on her torn flesh, she garbles something unintelligible but clearly frustrated. Gross! Bad. She hates it. She needs more of that other stuff.
...Except eventually she's distracted again by something moving on the ground and reaches out to it. Something's hand breaks the surface of the river in trying to grab it. When it comes back empty, she tries again -- and twice more before deciding to keep her hand in the water and swish it around, searching for anything.]
Kkh...
[It's colder than her. Weird. She wanted this...recently, right? Something lets both arms hang down into the water and wonders what that shadowy shape staying on the surface is.]
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She goes back to trying to lick her hands clean as they walk, though the fresh blood has made it so that any time her tongue touches on her torn flesh, she garbles something unintelligible but clearly frustrated. Gross! Bad. She hates it. She needs more of that other stuff.
...Except eventually she's distracted again by something moving on the ground and reaches out to it. Something's hand breaks the surface of the river in trying to grab it. When it comes back empty, she tries again -- and twice more before deciding to keep her hand in the water and swish it around, searching for anything.]
Kkh...
[It's colder than her. Weird. She wanted this...recently, right? Something lets both arms hang down into the water and wonders what that shadowy shape staying on the surface is.]