A scene from Borikas interlude in postmortem (thank you @furiosophie for creating that masterpiece of a fanfic, we all owe 5 million pieces of fanart to you for it). Her and Bomarmo are incredibly charming and their interactions burned themselves a place in my brain. Tortured war people, my favorite flavor of characters. Them slowly falling in love? Borika desiring to claim something as her own even if it was imposed by the people previously controlling her life?? Her and Bomarmo figuring out how to be normal civilian people living a life when they never got to even be children??? insane, heart-wrenching, rolling to my side in a gasp of emotional constipation inducing.
but also they're just lovely and sweet and deserve the world, the world does not deserve them
i must say, the cursed positioning of how he was sewing her leg made me think for a bit. Fortunately I've been blessed with an experience of having my own leg sewn up (there was no anesthetic involved, not a great time) so i at least had an inkling of what would be the easiest option for him to access the wound. I apologize for the lackluster portrayal of blood, i do not know how exactly it would locate itself, but i took the "covered in blood" thing literally and it might even be believable.
