[it's something that's going to come back in his dreams. that other thancred, blank and distant with a sword wound through him, nothing he can do to stop it. to fix it. blood, everywhere, coming and drowning him after.
but-- he lets his hand be guided. lets it rest on thancred's chest, shifts it over his heart (tries not to think about what he knows about how he died this last time, the real one. he tries not to study the beat too closely and to just let himself feel it.)]
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[it's something that's going to come back in his dreams. that other thancred, blank and distant with a sword wound through him, nothing he can do to stop it. to fix it. blood, everywhere, coming and drowning him after.
but-- he lets his hand be guided. lets it rest on thancred's chest, shifts it over his heart (tries not to think about what he knows about how he died this last time, the real one. he tries not to study the beat too closely and to just let himself feel it.)]
...you're all right. We both are. I know.