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Elias slowly bandaged Alexis' wound, treating it with a gentle kindness he hadn't felt in a long while. His stormy complexion must have revealed what he was thinking about, as Alexis' continued to talk.

Elias paused, his grasp on the bandage tightening ever so slightly. After swallowing, he let out a long sigh and resumed bandaging Alexis leg. His jaw clenched visibly while he worked, however his touch was still light and careful. The silence stretched into minutes as he slowly worked, excellently cleansing and protecting Alexis' wound.

Once he was finished, he noticed that her hands had stabilized. After one last, brief pause, he spoke.

[color=royalblue]"You did well. He woulda liked your fervor."[/color]

Elias silently put away the medical supplies and nodded towards Alexis pouch on her waist. [color=royalblue]"Sniff the bottle."[/color]

He quietly moved himself to the opposite corner of the carriage and wrapped his cloak around himself, pulling hood over his head and staring out the window. The scenery slowly passed by, the shadows dancing in the waxing moonlight. There was silence. The only emotion Elias could muster the energy to feel was complete and utter emptiness.
[@Wick]