[One of these things is much easier than the other to accomplish. Survival is fine; it's staying focused that keeps proving more difficult than not, and she whimpers a little as she clings tighter, trying to pull herself up enough to at least see over his shoulder and try to keep her eyes forward.]
Hurry. S'never gone for long.
[Also she just hates it in this place. The reek. The feel of the magic twisted into everything. The way the necromancer talked to her about Speakers.]
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Hurry. S'never gone for long.
[Also she just hates it in this place. The reek. The feel of the magic twisted into everything. The way the necromancer talked to her about Speakers.]