wrap my arms around you

She reminds me of Rati but not a cool Rati. ;-;

Tenzin always had faith in her, even as a child. To look upon her now - a broken body, a mind that made little sense, no skills to speak of - Dawa felt apathy even as she forced a laugh, pushing air between her teeth to imitate a scoff. The girl adjusted again, this time placing her small chin against her extended paws, taking on a resting pose despite the agitation of skin-on-skin contact. The warmth of her disorder soaked through her flesh, but it was paltry compared to the constant burn of her cracked spine. For once she could not feel the pain of touch.

"..break Tenzin's heart.." Yes, it would. Dawa could not allow that.
"Then you may treat me. I do not want him to suffer too soon." Her death was inevitable, whether this stranger aided her or not.