it takes a friend - private; arrow

[rhosmari]

The woman couldn't help the cringe that passed over her expression at her own mistake. She didn't want to offend Arrow and keep reminding her that she was dead. But the problem was that Arrow never felt dead to her. She was always there and a constant joking and warm presence. She knew that she enjoyed the other woman's presence immensely and that she didn't want anything bad happening to her. Like this sickness that she couldn't seem to do anything about. It was almost harrowing how it made her feel, that she just had no way of helping at all. "She supposes she will eat it later." If she could stomach food at all. The events that had happened recently had put a damper on her appetite. With Ares gone there was a jagged hole in her heart. She was angry, she was sad, she was an emotional wreck. Closing her eyes a bit she tried to calm herself and she she forced her full attention on the one that actually was having a real issue. But when had her own issues not been real?

Slowly her orange pupils eyes widened a bit when she expressed that she would always be like this. Always have these moments of agony. Her heartbeat picked up pace like a roaring flame and she stiffened a bit. "No." She began with fear clinging to her tongue as she watched the ethereal creature before her. "There has to be some way to save Arrow. She doesn't have to suffer like this. Please tell Elsweyr, tell her how she can help her." Almost instinctually she tried to place her paw on Arrow's just to attempt to have some solace but it simply went through and there was silence.