Duskfire Glacier [m]I hear it all, I hear it all in my head

Sure! We can end here or after Tiki if you want one last post!

It was clear to her that the voices were what hindered her here in this moment. Her affliction, though brief as it were and not at all what it used to be, gave these brutes a vision of her that was wildly untrue. 

She was indeed a force, a brute in her own right. 

Show them your claws and your teeth.
Make them bleed.
They will hurt you

No, child.
Hunt and kill, dissolve their untrue thoughts of you.
Give them a new one.
You are more than the shadow that haunts

Sharp-edged eyes did not give way to the conversation happening in her head. Instead, they watched the way the two interacted, a quiet gesture meant between two souls, whom she could only guess were tied.

To be loved and not used. She could feel the devil on her shoulder now, crawling up her neck, whispering of pain and warning her that he was coming. But, she knew, that he was not. He could never find her again.

The dead did not seek.

Her gaze flickered from man to woman, returning to the man before she spoke, her voice steady. “After you.”