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“You want to be angry, fine. But you don’t get to die of an infection in some random cave, leaving me alone, just because of your damned pride!” The anger in Adaine’s voice cut deep into Fig but she welcomed it, it felt more genuine. More Real.
With a grunt, Fig settled back down, and Adaine poured liquid from a flask onto a pad of cloth.
“Um,” Great, back to the pitying, soft voice, “I asked for an antiseptic, and the jacket… well it’s whisky I think so this is going to sting… a lot.”
“Just do it,”
Adaine dabbed at the wound on Fig’s arm and neck with a tenderness and care that made Fig want to scream more than the sharp, stabbing pain of the alcohol.
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Adaine and Fig find themselves hiding in a cave after a battle which went sideways, for which Fig blames herself
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- Part 17 of Aberfaeth February