[As soon as the last hunter is dead, Damen is slithering to Laurent's side, trying to catch him at the waist and ease his descent to the concrete. His claws are bloody but his hands are gentle on his fiance, and he is strong, steady, ready to support Laurent's weight easily, even with the addition of his wings.]
I'm always late? [Charcy comes to mind. But there is so much that they are past, and he doesn't bring it up to hurt, just to banter.] Here. Lean on me, I have you. [Despite being half a snake, his tail is as thick as a tree trunk, and sturdy with muscle.] We need to get those wounds wrapped.
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I'm always late? [Charcy comes to mind. But there is so much that they are past, and he doesn't bring it up to hurt, just to banter.] Here. Lean on me, I have you. [Despite being half a snake, his tail is as thick as a tree trunk, and sturdy with muscle.] We need to get those wounds wrapped.