[It's fine. It'll be fine. Everything's going to be just fine.
If Tuuri had the energy to say that, she would. But she feels weakness seeping into her body even as Zel lifts her up, and she knows she doesn't have enough time or energy to say everything she wants to say.
Instead, she lifts up a shaky hand and holds it to her face, kissing her fingertips. Which she then turns and presses against Zel's chest, right over his heart.]
It's a spell. For healing.
[She's smiling, even as the last of her energy leaves her and her arm drops down lifelessly.
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If Tuuri had the energy to say that, she would. But she feels weakness seeping into her body even as Zel lifts her up, and she knows she doesn't have enough time or energy to say everything she wants to say.
Instead, she lifts up a shaky hand and holds it to her face, kissing her fingertips. Which she then turns and presses against Zel's chest, right over his heart.]
It's a spell. For healing.
[She's smiling, even as the last of her energy leaves her and her arm drops down lifelessly.
Everything's going to be just fine.]