Maybe that's what fucked her up upon closer consideration. Never got someone back from death before. No sane version of someone, anyway. Ellie's expression mingles perfectly with what Abby is feeling, and the eerie ringing in her ears. She clasps her hands tightly between her knees.
"I think he was dead for five minutes, right at the end of the whole thing. Somebody caught him up in a spell and he couldn't get out of it in time." Not before the wet shlock of a blade, plunging into skin. Abby's expression shutters, disturbed. She swallows. "I felt his heart start again."
Because he was under her hands. Because she was holding the tatters of his throat together, while Dickerson worked.
cw description of a fatal injury
Maybe that's what fucked her up upon closer consideration. Never got someone back from death before. No sane version of someone, anyway. Ellie's expression mingles perfectly with what Abby is feeling, and the eerie ringing in her ears. She clasps her hands tightly between her knees.
"I think he was dead for five minutes, right at the end of the whole thing. Somebody caught him up in a spell and he couldn't get out of it in time." Not before the wet shlock of a blade, plunging into skin. Abby's expression shutters, disturbed. She swallows. "I felt his heart start again."
Because he was under her hands. Because she was holding the tatters of his throat together, while Dickerson worked.