[ she should take this chance to lift him carefully up and carry him back to base, but her arm is still in enough pain to dissuade her. she would have to wait. buffy had expected to feel more peaceful about this but...no. no peace for her. perhaps it has something to do with the lack of actual speaking or the argument that had prefaced it or the fact that nothing had truly been decided. and there is still a battlefield out there and her sister is somewhere on it.
and there is the part where she can't even begin to put a name what this might be. certainly, she does not feel prepared to go proclaiming the fact that the window's open to the rest of the army.
buffy reaches across his body and does her best stealthy sleeve rolling, uncovering that tattoo she only briefly saw in good spirits. ]
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and there is the part where she can't even begin to put a name what this might be. certainly, she does not feel prepared to go proclaiming the fact that the window's open to the rest of the army.
buffy reaches across his body and does her best stealthy sleeve rolling, uncovering that tattoo she only briefly saw in good spirits. ]