[There's a brief pause, a sigh of relief, when she feels her feet on solid ground again. She hadn't realized just how badly the wobbly bridge had thrown off her balance, and it still feels like her legs might give way from underneath her, but his hand holding hers is what keeps her standing.
At his question, she squints through the fog—or tries to—towards the light.]
No...
[The disappointment is palpable, and it manifests in small embers looming around her, and a stifling heat that she only barely seems to notice, but pays no mind to. She's made it this far, and she isn't going to back down now!]
But we should keep going, right? Maybe we're not close enough.
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At his question, she squints through the fog—or tries to—towards the light.]
No...
[The disappointment is palpable, and it manifests in small embers looming around her, and a stifling heat that she only barely seems to notice, but pays no mind to. She's made it this far, and she isn't going to back down now!]
But we should keep going, right? Maybe we're not close enough.