let him rouse the angel's might

for @Finley hello my name is ebony and i have too much muse omfg AND WHY ISNT MY CODE WORKING DAMMIT and this is set for tomorrow sometime.

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he would tend her in the moments blue willow was not there, and was unsurprised by the worry that rose to choke him when he gazed at her beaten frame. fool, fool, little fool; he cursed her gently in his mind for her stupidity, though he was quite interested in knowing what it was that had driven her behavior.

taltos lay peering into the darkness of the den where finley slept, wondering if she would awake and speak a few words, or if whatever blue willow had given her for pain would keep her in slumber's recesses a while longer.