[the forceful approach doesn't really do much to snap her out of it. instead, myri drops her gaze and finds it difficult to breathe. focusing on amaranth seems to pull the worst of the pain to the forefront. she's failed him and he is very likely dead at this point. how on earth is any of that supposed to be okay?]
I can't-- I'm sorry... [Pushing herself off the bench, she starts to walk off, needing space and air to breathe. She's not running, but she can't just sit there anymore.]
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I can't-- I'm sorry... [Pushing herself off the bench, she starts to walk off, needing space and air to breathe. She's not running, but she can't just sit there anymore.]