oh baby, that was quite a punch; could somebody check my pulse?

Zee appeared too but Deathbelle didn’t notice much beyond the dying man on the ground. His stifled whimper nearly broke her heart as Iolaire continued to work on him. Io assured her that she wouldn’t be letting him go, and where Belle had missed his attention on her the Armada healer did not. Keep him distracted. Deathbelle moved forward and very carefully cradled his head in the crook of her arm and willed him to stay. She’d only just found him and those precious moments over tea in the palace were not enough. She wanted more of him and it wasn’t fair that he would give up his life so soon after being so vulnerable with her.

Deathbelle hadn’t even told anyone about their evening together, he had to make it through. If anyone could see to that it would be Io, however… ”Io,” She whispered softly, looking up to the dainty healer a pleading shine in her lilac gaze. ”The palace is closer.” Ila could easily pull the cart over the sand bridge. ”I’ve stocked it well.” She added, finding that she was pleading with her once lover to bring him close to her. If these were the last moments of his life, Deathbelle wanted to be selfish and be the one to spend them with him. No matter how much she wished it, she would not command the dainty healer in her duties.

Though she was pleading with Io her focus was on Magnus and his bloodied features. She stroked his fur gently where she was sure that it would not cause him pain as she battled the emotions inside.