[h1][color=crimson]Dane Parish[/color], and [color=plum]Lillian Gerald[/color][/h1]
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[indent][b][i]November 19, 1:40 AM
West Commons, Kantus' Clinic[/i][/b][/indent]
Speak with him? The tiny woman didn't get a chance to comment before the owl left to check on the ensuing battle. It was a subject she didn't want to think about. Sighing softly she moved and landed on Dane so he could see her better.Thankfully the man was restrained else he could crush her easily. As small as she was he would barely feel her walking closer to his face. "[color=plum]I'm trying to make this easier for you, Dane. But I'm not going to be able to stop them from hurting you.[/color]"

Dane did not respond. He just shook his head, recovering from a short coughing fit. He reared his head back and gave Lillian a quick look before shutting his eyes, trying to rest them.

Giving him a little time she eventually continued. "[color=plum]I know you don't believe me. That I'm Lillian, but it's true. I left you a note about spotting some Nymphs and that I would go after them. You were my backup in case I didn't...[/color]"

[color=crimson]"Just-"[/color] Dane cut in quickly, [color=crimson]"Just shut yer fucking mouth, [i]stop-[/i]"[/color] He started panting again, then he started yelling, stamping his feet repeatedly, trying to break free of his binds. After a moment, he gave up the attempt, and settled back down. He was on the verge of tears.

Empahy was never a skill of Lillian's  Her job had required her to be tough as nails and to shrug off anything. Dane's tears would have prompted her to give him a quick slap to the face to snap him out of it. But fairies were keen to emotions. It drove them and guided their actions. Now she was feeling the desperation and fear of her former commander. Tears began to roll down her cheeks before his. "[color=plum]S-stop. I can feel it. I can feel what you're feeling and I can't take it.[/color]" Covering her face with her hand she wished to block it out but couldn't. "[color=plum]Dane please, it hurts. It hurts... so much.[/color]" Collapsing her hands gripped the cloth of his shirt, tugging slightly.