Neverwinter Forest bandaids for your stupid fragile bodies

furi doesn't offer any particular illumination, but blixen wasn't looking for any, anyway. it's nice enough to have the comfort of their shared heat. "it's okay," she says, even though it's really not. she's trying to be better about using furi as a complaints sound-board -- or at least that's what she's decided in the moment, what nomi said floating to the forefront of her mind as the last of her adrenaline ebbs away. 

the ginger pulls back just enough to offer furi a small, slightly nervous smile. "ready to go back home?" she asks, knowing the answer already -- even though going home also means having to adjust back to normalcy and whatever that all entails.