Azira was clearly uncomfortable by the embrace, but she didn't try to get away, and she tried to comfort her. It was enough, and Syveris felt herself relaxing a little. She still needed time to recover, to sort her thoughts and to try to forget the images that had been burnt in her head, but she would manage to do it, sometime. And she felt better, now, that she had told Azira what was bothering her. Somehow, sharing her feelings had done her good, as now she felt she wasn't alone. Not being alone was a comforting thing to know on its own, and Syveris felt herself calming down. The worst had already passed, after all, and if she managed to survive it, she would manage to survive the rest.
The huntress smiled at her comment, but Syveris frowned when she saw the smile quickly turn into a grimace. When she spoke, her voice was weak, and worry grew inside Syveris, as she watched her friend try to get up, only to have to hold the wall for support. The Avora jumped to her feet, eyes wide, heart racing as she tried to figure out what was going on.
"Azira, what is wrong? Is everything alright?" she couldn't panic now, Azira needed help. Biting her lip, Syveris passed her arms around the other, supporting her. "Let's go to a bed, alright? You said you wanted to sit down." her voice trembled, afraid of not knowing what was going on. She hated it, but there was nothing she could do. Carefully, Syveris lead Azira towards the closest empty bed, and helped her to sit on it. "Just... Just wait, ok? I'll go fetch a healer."
The Avora had to calm down, otherwise she would just panic, and then the healers would have one more person to take care of. Taking a deep breath, Syveris looked around, searching for someone who could help them. She spotted one of the healers near the other end of the room, and rushed there, calling out for the woman. She hoped it was nothing serious, and she hoped that Azira would be alright. She was tired of things going bad this season.
The huntress smiled at her comment, but Syveris frowned when she saw the smile quickly turn into a grimace. When she spoke, her voice was weak, and worry grew inside Syveris, as she watched her friend try to get up, only to have to hold the wall for support. The Avora jumped to her feet, eyes wide, heart racing as she tried to figure out what was going on.
"Azira, what is wrong? Is everything alright?" she couldn't panic now, Azira needed help. Biting her lip, Syveris passed her arms around the other, supporting her. "Let's go to a bed, alright? You said you wanted to sit down." her voice trembled, afraid of not knowing what was going on. She hated it, but there was nothing she could do. Carefully, Syveris lead Azira towards the closest empty bed, and helped her to sit on it. "Just... Just wait, ok? I'll go fetch a healer."
The Avora had to calm down, otherwise she would just panic, and then the healers would have one more person to take care of. Taking a deep breath, Syveris looked around, searching for someone who could help them. She spotted one of the healers near the other end of the room, and rushed there, calling out for the woman. She hoped it was nothing serious, and she hoped that Azira would be alright. She was tired of things going bad this season.
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