He just covers her hands with his, and lowers his forehead against hers, his body temperature somewhat lower than human norm, due to his Astartes physiology. The flesh might seem a bit clammy, or it could seem a welcome relief given her pain. He just stays like that, silent for a while.
"I find I do not wish to lose you, not as I lost Torgaddon, Vipus, and Tarvitz. THough... I do not know if the latter two are dead. We were separated before the final battle, and I don't remember seeing their bodies amongst the ruins in the 6 months I wandered there alone, but for demons."
His huge hands tighten around hers, not uncomfortably, but urgently, and he says, "Please Arf, tell me how to save you. I am not so blind as to not see how you are hurting."
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"I find I do not wish to lose you, not as I lost Torgaddon, Vipus, and Tarvitz. THough... I do not know if the latter two are dead. We were separated before the final battle, and I don't remember seeing their bodies amongst the ruins in the 6 months I wandered there alone, but for demons."
His huge hands tighten around hers, not uncomfortably, but urgently, and he says, "Please Arf, tell me how to save you. I am not so blind as to not see how you are hurting."