[Sort of. She's young and full of life, looking at him making him feel like he's so far in the past he can't even think straight. She's the woman who appears in his dreams time and time again, scarlet hair smelling sweet and familiar before she ghosts away, out of his grasp. Always there to remind him she can be and always - always beyond his reach. Makes looking her in the face right now feel beyond surreal.
The only thing that snaps him out of his reverie is that she's still bleeding. The scent is thick and his gaze drops down to her hand and he instinctively steps toward her, holding his out. He reaches for her wrist and this feels like one of those moments where she's about to disappear on him before he can even get his handkerchief out of his pocket.]
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[Sort of. She's young and full of life, looking at him making him feel like he's so far in the past he can't even think straight. She's the woman who appears in his dreams time and time again, scarlet hair smelling sweet and familiar before she ghosts away, out of his grasp. Always there to remind him she can be and always - always beyond his reach. Makes looking her in the face right now feel beyond surreal.
The only thing that snaps him out of his reverie is that she's still bleeding. The scent is thick and his gaze drops down to her hand and he instinctively steps toward her, holding his out. He reaches for her wrist and this feels like one of those moments where she's about to disappear on him before he can even get his handkerchief out of his pocket.]
You're bleeding.