"We've seen how dangerous she can be, thankee-sai." Alain's voice was low and still muffled by sleep. Pushing himself up on his elbows, he put his hand to his head and cracked one eye open. He looked less baffled than Bert, but still thoroughly surprised, and it was written clearly on his broad features. He hadn't expected this. Many things, but not this. He hadn't expected to wake up at all, and he certainly hadn't expected it to be in the same place as Bert. That wasn't what he'd thought the spell would do.
But Bert was alive, and the clinging dread of ka-shume was gone. All that was left now was the tired, aching kind of grief that was starting to set in as he realised, slowly, that Jamie was dead and Gilead lost. That explained why, when he finally opened his eyes properly, there were tears in them, and his voice was husky.
"Bert. She needs you. And then we need to go and find Roland." He swallowed, his throat tight, his mouth dry. "That's why I sent you here, after all."
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Date: 2015-02-28 09:19 pm (UTC)But Bert was alive, and the clinging dread of ka-shume was gone. All that was left now was the tired, aching kind of grief that was starting to set in as he realised, slowly, that Jamie was dead and Gilead lost. That explained why, when he finally opened his eyes properly, there were tears in them, and his voice was husky.
"Bert. She needs you. And then we need to go and find Roland." He swallowed, his throat tight, his mouth dry. "That's why I sent you here, after all."