Crushing Weight of Paradise
11-04-2022, 09:44 PM
She still didn't look up once at Alastor, and if she had she would have turned back on what she asked of him. Not for herself, but for him. A part of her knew not to look him in the eye because of this, and another part was just trying to keep the hard exterior that was always plated around her. She was past holding that together though.
As Irilyth finally got him to head out of the den and they continued working through the miscarriage, she covered her face with the furs under her as if hiding the prominent sobs from Irilyth but really it was some kind of comfort hiding behind them at all. She let herself breathe between contractions otherwise she would have passed out from everything happening around her. Irilyth certainly hadn't seen her like this, but even Alastor hadn't before. She had been upset, or mad, or crying, but this was a whole new level of all time low for her. And it wasn't the loss of their babies. It was a part of it, a part of this future she would never have with him. Overall everything was finally pulling that last leg out from under her.
She was able to get herself calmer as the contractions faded out and everything had passed save for the few things Irilyth had to get cleaned up. Relm couldn't know that Alastor was outside, but she had the feeling that he was. She knew him well enough to believe so. In the most flat, emotionless way possible, her cheeks held with stale tears as if she was drained of absolutely any feeling at all, she only glanced at Irilyth before looking back down to the floor, "I don't want him here." It was more of like a check if he's outside kind of ask, but she still wasn't ready for him to come back. She would probably stay the night here in the medical den and come tomorrow she'd go back to her den here on the island while she was in recovery.
"Relm"
As Irilyth finally got him to head out of the den and they continued working through the miscarriage, she covered her face with the furs under her as if hiding the prominent sobs from Irilyth but really it was some kind of comfort hiding behind them at all. She let herself breathe between contractions otherwise she would have passed out from everything happening around her. Irilyth certainly hadn't seen her like this, but even Alastor hadn't before. She had been upset, or mad, or crying, but this was a whole new level of all time low for her. And it wasn't the loss of their babies. It was a part of it, a part of this future she would never have with him. Overall everything was finally pulling that last leg out from under her.
She was able to get herself calmer as the contractions faded out and everything had passed save for the few things Irilyth had to get cleaned up. Relm couldn't know that Alastor was outside, but she had the feeling that he was. She knew him well enough to believe so. In the most flat, emotionless way possible, her cheeks held with stale tears as if she was drained of absolutely any feeling at all, she only glanced at Irilyth before looking back down to the floor, "I don't want him here." It was more of like a check if he's outside kind of ask, but she still wasn't ready for him to come back. She would probably stay the night here in the medical den and come tomorrow she'd go back to her den here on the island while she was in recovery.
