-Just stares at her, still not believing it's her-
...
You're going to stay, right?
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?...
-She tugged off her jacket, leaving her in just her bare-armed dirty top, holding it out to her-
I kept it warm.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-Gracia rested her chin on Solace's shoulder, smiling contentedly-
I love you...
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-She held her tight, listening for that heartbeat, months of tension and apprehension just disappearing-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Two odd, odd things, gracia.
solace has, obviously, spent time in the warp. the discarded robes over there are obviously tzeentchian, and she basically gives it away herself. however, nothing in her seems tainted, like tzeentch himself couldn't even touch her, an aegis of unknown origin.
and what's nothing but a matter of a few months for you doesn't seem to match up. she looks older by far, maybe even a bit wiser, more mature. where she once had a neat shock of coloured hair now rests a mop of a dirty grey-blue colour. Her eyes are now a white iris surrounded by a black sclera, as if someone had simply swapped the colours an eye should be.
her coat seems to have no problem with her....but just how long has it been?
[forum cryptid: it/it's]...
-Releases her, then beckons her to sit beside her on the couch, tucking her feet up-
What happened to you? I thought you were killed in the rift.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Solace sat down and wrote.
I thought I would meet me end there as well, but I did not.
I have no idea how much time passed but The Architect of Fate could not change me of his own will, and I survived. I learned, and served, and I am glad that I kept this journal around. It kept track of time when I could not.
I was of interest and at the least I have been kept alive due to that.
[forum cryptid: it/it's]...
-Slides her hand over to hers-
I will keep you forever and you don't have to be scared any more because I will be here and you'll be safe.
-Squeeze-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-Squeezes tighter, tears finally starting to find their way down her cheeks-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

I thought you were dead.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?