Karlach

[scrapdraught]

Bigge woman

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[scrapdraught]

But you're not looking for a cure.

[Is that even the right word?]

[ablazement]

I don't want to die.

[she says, firmly.]

... But if the only options are go back to the Hells, sacrifice another person, or die? I will.

[scrapdraught]

[Camille steps closer. Her hand goes to the neck instead, curving around the back, arm stretched high. Her eyes stay locked to Karlach's.]

You'll break their hearts. You'll hit the end and you'll know it wasn't enough time.

Don't quit now.

[ablazement]

[the way she says this makes her expression twitch, something in her ache. she leans, just a bit, to make it easier for camille to do this, her tail flicking almost anxiously.]

I'm not quitting. [she says, finally, swallowing a little hard.] I just know what my options are.

[she bites her lip, briefly.]

I don't want to leave anybody. I just can't pretend there will be some perfect solution that I can live with.

[scrapdraught]

I know. [Camille nods.] Pretending's for kids and pious people.

Just don't give up on options. You don't know what you don't know. [Camille smiles. Brittle.] I sure didn't. Look at us standing here now.

[ablazement]

[a pause, and she gives her a little smile. very carefully, she leans forward and presses a kiss to camille's temple, easy and friendly.]

Thanks. You're right, actually, look at us. First time we met you asked me if I was even real, and now you're telling me to not give up on hope. Something magical, that is.