@starlcved continued from x.
she's been sick with worry every day since she'd first noticed the way the color seemed to be leeching out of the edges of his aura, the area that fluctuated depending on someone's mood. as horrible as it had been to see him lying there, to watch something happening to him and be unable to do anything about it, she equally could not bring herself to deny when they asked her to make observations. it had been her only means of assuring herself that he remained alive, at least in some capacity. despite the terrifying change, the core of his aura remained strong, that had to mean he was alright. when they'd finally told her he'd woken, she'd hoped by some miracle that they gray effect had been somehow linked to his state of unconsciousness, but the concerned whisper escapes her lips when she finds him alert and the effect remains. she watches with growing horror as he tries to use his empathic abilities, noting the flare of focused energy pulse from the center of his aura, and fails to connect. the magnitude of the loss is something she can't fathom, tears now burning in the corners of her eyes. her throat is thick, but she forces her voice to remain steady, not wanting to upset him further. " it's... it's faded to gray all around the edges, " she whispers, one hand passing through the air around him, right through the colorless edge, while the other reaches for his shaking one. " i was so worried when it first started... i thought you were dying. " her hand closes tightly around his, taking in a shaking breath. " i don't know what it means, zig, i'm sorry. but we can figure it out together, now that you're awake. it's going to be okay. " it wasn't okay, none of it. but at least he was still here, at least they were still together.
