The dark figure looming amidst the shadows at the back of the cell moves -- Aleifr's head rising from where it hung low a moment before, turning to face her.
"I'm fine."
It's difficult to tell how truthful that is. Little light spills in through the windows, and even less penetrates the gloom of the cell. It's hard to make out anything besides the suggestion of his shape, and now the glint of his frosty blue eyes, watching her from the shadows that hang thickly about him.
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Date: 2024-07-03 07:54 pm (UTC)"I'm fine."
It's difficult to tell how truthful that is. Little light spills in through the windows, and even less penetrates the gloom of the cell. It's hard to make out anything besides the suggestion of his shape, and now the glint of his frosty blue eyes, watching her from the shadows that hang thickly about him.
"Are you?"