[The weight is almost comforting. Like hers, or her brother's. And it's warm from him wearing it, warmer than just the material. It's a relief, helps her actually feel her upper body again.
She laughs a little. A harsh, quiet sound.]
Think so.
[So she tries. Bracing her hand against the fountain, she pushes up. Her arm shakes badly, though, and her leg threatens to give out under her.]
Give... [She sinks back to sit on the edge of the fountain.] Just give me a minute.
[Everything hurts. Her head especially. Pounding. She can see stars.]
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She laughs a little. A harsh, quiet sound.]
Think so.
[So she tries. Bracing her hand against the fountain, she pushes up. Her arm shakes badly, though, and her leg threatens to give out under her.]
Give... [She sinks back to sit on the edge of the fountain.] Just give me a minute.
[Everything hurts. Her head especially. Pounding. She can see stars.]
Shit.