[nehan finds himself stumbling more the closer he gets to venti. he knows without needing to look that one or both of his legs have begun to melt away too-- most likely both, when each new step he makes with his good leg makes it feel weaker. if only he had venti's wind magic, but he only has light, and pours it into his legs. it doesn't stop the melting, and tinges each pieces that falls away with a bit of yellow, but his legs no longer feel like they cant support his weight.
he doesn't like feeling like a candle, and he may just die melting, but, damn it, he should at least be with venti. get one last kiss for the road.]
I'm right here. [his left arm is halfway gone, and if it weren't, he would have raised it, holding out for thr man.] Come, I'll heal you best as I can.
[nevermind that he may have no energy left for himself.
venti is so close, he can just lunge and reach him, right? nehan has to try, tossing his new crutch aside to throw himself forward.]
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he doesn't like feeling like a candle, and he may just die melting, but, damn it, he should at least be with venti. get one last kiss for the road.]
I'm right here. [his left arm is halfway gone, and if it weren't, he would have raised it, holding out for thr man.] Come, I'll heal you best as I can.
[nevermind that he may have no energy left for himself.
venti is so close, he can just lunge and reach him, right? nehan has to try, tossing his new crutch aside to throw himself forward.]