[private] sunrise never waits

[Rhaegor]

Her words in his mind continued (he realized somewhere around her offer to help heal his chest that he could choose to stop hearing her broadcasted voice but he lacked the mental energy to sever their connection) and managed to keep him stuck in place for a few moments longer. His memories flowed without reserve in his mind, no longer retained by the boundaries he wore when he attempted to maintain his composure.

When she asked about his abilities - something to protect himself with - Rhaegor could but shake his head no, no, he didn't have something like that (not that he could think of with any sense right now). From the outside, it became obvious that the stallion had, in effect, "turned off." Dissociation writ itself with painful evidence across the blankness of the stallion's painted face, in the scrawl of his pink, flattened lips.

When she reached to heal him with her light, he pressed his mouth into her mane and felt something intelligible pass from the trembling of his psyche into the physical reality of the world he found himself in at this time. Thank you, he mouthed into her mane; and until she finished he remained pressed to her as such.

At a later time, he turned to leave her company; but a vision overtook him (as though he had the capacity for further mental stimulation right now) and caused him pause. You're having a daughter, he murmured into her mind, confident that it was true despite the fact that his vision could have been from years in the future. With that, and a last flash of his eyes in her direction as thanks, he unfurled his wings and flew into the night, eager to find somewhere quiet to settle down and lick the invisible wounds in his mind.

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@[lilliana]