[She's having feelings too. Feelings of mounting panic, panic that makes her hands shake badly as they clutch at his shirt.]
V—Vanessa! What is he still doing here?! Y-You said only one—!
[If she's to drown at least let her be the only one except, by the gods, she really does not want to drown, oh gods oh gods she shouldn't have smashed that vial of poison except she'd never wanted to die that way either]
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[clinging to her even more tightly, burying his face into her shoulder. HE'S STILL HAVING FEELINGS OVER THIS OKAY. . .]
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[HE CAN HAVE FEELINGS.]
[She's having feelings too. Feelings of mounting panic, panic that makes her hands shake badly as they clutch at his shirt.]
V—Vanessa! What is he still doing here?! Y-You said only one—!
[If she's to drown at least let her be the only one except, by the gods, she really does not want to drown, oh gods oh gods she shouldn't have smashed that vial of poison except she'd never wanted to die that way either]
[Vanessa, of course, does not deign to respond.]