Coming home [Aw]

For how long she laid there, Adalgisa didn't know. All she knew was the creeping darkness that tugged at the edges of her mind. Whispering to just give, to let go and let the suffering end. It was tempting, the promise of a peaceful rest and a non-aching and suffering body was nearly too true to be real. Yet something pulled her out of the darkness, warmth and that of words. Ones she did not understand, not at first as her mind played them over yet again. "S-Solas?" The words were soft yet his voice was unmistakable, even if she was barely there to begin with. Her brother, he was there and here she was willing to let her self go. Adalgisa couldn't hurt him like this, no.

Her breathing was dry and crackling, sounding, not at all a good sign. Not as she struggled to breath, the cold was a factor to this just as well her illness was. "No pain." Speaking up a bit, but she was at best delirious. Deceptionaly hot to the touch yet having the shivers despite the cold, it was a wonder as to what was wrong with her, but it could be more then just one thing.