[That mist could be a danger later, but for now he doesn't want to think about theories or risks.]
I don't know.
[This time, when she uncovers her mouth, he does take her hand, even if it's threaded through with black branches for veins. His eyes gloss over a little, but he keeps his voice steady for the moment.]
I didn't think you were coming back. [He doesn't say that he was debating on whether to freeze her to keep her preserved for revival later; it's probably best to keep those thoughts to himself, as dark as they are. His voice lowers to a murmur when he continues, staring at her hand.]
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I don't know.
[This time, when she uncovers her mouth, he does take her hand, even if it's threaded through with black branches for veins. His eyes gloss over a little, but he keeps his voice steady for the moment.]
I didn't think you were coming back. [He doesn't say that he was debating on whether to freeze her to keep her preserved for revival later; it's probably best to keep those thoughts to himself, as dark as they are. His voice lowers to a murmur when he continues, staring at her hand.]
... I'm glad you did.