Breathe Again [Amory/Tel]

Tired...so tired...she wanted to sleep, but the voices wouldn't let her. The sounds in her head would not go quiet. Even now, as she struggled to speak through her ailment, a voice continued talking to her. She didn't know who it was, but her eyes focused and unfocused on the pale ghost as her mind tried to figure out for herself if she was telling the truth or if she was trying to trick her...or if she was even real. Perhaps just a figment of her imagination...she whined. A gurgled, bubbling sound in her chest and she was paranoid now more than ever. Where was Ardyn? Takeshi? Where was her family? Did she have a family? She didn't know. She was alone. Always alone...

“That’s good, Tel. I’m not here to take you away. Quite the opposite. I need you to stay strong and get through this, alright? But we need you calm so we can clear your airways. Your… malady seems to be blocking you from breathing when the amounts get too high. I am Erani Adravendi, by the way.” She looked tiredly at the alabaster ghost as she spoke to her. She understood half of it as her mind felt fuzzy. This wolf knew her name...did she know her from somewhere? Confusion riddled her brain like an infestation of termites in a dead tree. "Mmm..." She mumbled, ooze sticking her tongue to her mouth. Then the ghost asked if she was hungry or thirsty, and Tel wasn't sure how to answer that.

She couldn't tell if she felt either way at the moment...but it seemed almost as soon as amorielle had placed a bowl of...something down, Tel immediately reacted and lurched forward. She half rose and fell at the same time as she fell forward, sick riddled brain zeroing in on whatever it was. Ooze dripped and splattered as she moved so suddenly, but once her tongue touched the liquid in the bowl, she couldn't help but want to practically inhale it as if her life depended on it.