[ One. Just one moth that wasn’t exposed to that box. That’s enough. It flutters up past Alucard, coming to land at the exposed rib where Trevor’s body ends.
As swiftly as it began, the moth problem ends. He becomes whole again. More whole than he was before, even. The mark on his chest, where one of those nails had driven into his heart and where the moth from the locket landed, is gone.
He gasps for air for a moment longer, then lies back again. Shit. He can’t leave now, not until he’s well enough to return that moth. ]
Shit. I’ll get you another when I can. [ His voice is stained, but the difference between now and a few moments ago is immense. That one moth made a massive difference. ]
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As swiftly as it began, the moth problem ends. He becomes whole again. More whole than he was before, even. The mark on his chest, where one of those nails had driven into his heart and where the moth from the locket landed, is gone.
He gasps for air for a moment longer, then lies back again. Shit. He can’t leave now, not until he’s well enough to return that moth. ]
Shit. I’ll get you another when I can. [ His voice is stained, but the difference between now and a few moments ago is immense. That one moth made a massive difference. ]