Duskfire Glacier baldur

druid's stricken face made heda feel a thousand things.
"i don't want you to die!" she cried back, shoulders shaking. "that's so ... that's so selfish, druid! if mama is dead — yeah, if she's dead," and her voice was cracking, her heart splintering, "if she is! do you think she would want you to go back there? without — is it better if everyone dies too?"
please stay please please please stay
but she knew she would not let druid go alone.