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"....one of you?"

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Another Aton looks up where he sits at Elantine's feet.

"...people die all the time. I need to get all of them."

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"....oh."

 

 

"......all the gods? Or just you?"

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"...all of us can. Most of us do a...different thing. Most of the time. Which you don't have enough words for."

He draws his knees up to his chest.

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"It helps me more than the rest of them," says the first Aton, who is wiping his eyes on the back of his wrist.

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She looks from one Aton to the other.

 

"I can probably hug both of you if I try."

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"...it's not like we're both–"

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He makes a slightly undignified noise,

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as Elantine hauls him up onto the couch.

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It transpires that she can, in fact, hug them both if she tries.

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“Wasting a body,” mumbles one of them, not minding.

They are both clinging to her equally.

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She looks to Elantine.

"Is that actually a problem or is he talking nonsense."

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"Maybe if he had fifty here, it would make a dent."

He smooths down an Aton's hair.

"Two resting at once isn't so terrible, is it?"

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"I only need one."

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“If I want to hug two of you right now, I think I’m entitled.”

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The speed at which he relaxes is almost alarming.

“...you are.”

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They’re both like this. She’s doomed. 

(She pets the other Aton’s hair.)

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He makes a deeply contented sound.

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She has help.

...she also has a hand in her hair. Can’t leave anyone out.

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Technically someone is being left out but she is not quite brave enough to try to pet Elantine’s hair. 

 

She’s warm and safe and cuddled and petted. She closes her eyes, just for a minute. 

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there is something just on the other side of the glass.

its shape is elongated and many-jointed, distorted mercifully by the dark pane.

 

it slams itself into the wall again.

 

again.

 

again.

 

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She shudders in her sleep, eyes darting about behind closed lids. 

“...lady,” she gasps, slurred not quite to the point of incomprehensibility. “Milady — my...”

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☼=>!!

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“—girl! Wake up!”

Dhayos has one hand on her shoulder to shake her awake, one hand on the hilt of her sword.

The air in front of them is shuddering violently.

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