She doesn't even make it all the way to Malos, let alone start moving Anna onto her back.
Zelos's words dissolve into mush, and there's just enough time for her to realize what's happening and move, the remnants of adrenaline in her system helping her whirl around and catch him as he starts to slump. His head lands on her shoulder heavily, too heavily for him to be awake, and oh, that's bad.
"Zelos? Zelos, fuck, hey," she says, as if he's not clearly dead to the world. He's alive, right? He's breathing, she can tell that much, but -- she should be able to feel his heartbeat, the way he'd landed, shouldn't she?
"Nevermind, I guess I'm getting him," she says to Malos, trying to hide the stress in her voice with a joke as she tries to heft his weight into a more stable position. Had he always been this heavy, or she just more tired than she'd realized?
I AM YOUR DRIVER AND I SAY NO DEATH
Zelos's words dissolve into mush, and there's just enough time for her to realize what's happening and move, the remnants of adrenaline in her system helping her whirl around and catch him as he starts to slump. His head lands on her shoulder heavily, too heavily for him to be awake, and oh, that's bad.
"Zelos? Zelos, fuck, hey," she says, as if he's not clearly dead to the world. He's alive, right? He's breathing, she can tell that much, but -- she should be able to feel his heartbeat, the way he'd landed, shouldn't she?
"Nevermind, I guess I'm getting him," she says to Malos, trying to hide the stress in her voice with a joke as she tries to heft his weight into a more stable position. Had he always been this heavy, or she just more tired than she'd realized?