fa'liya's ears droop at the shift in his voice, eyes fixed on his face as if afraid to miss something important. the clench of his jaw is telling, just as she'd anticipated. it is an unfortunate topic for them all.
yes.
fa'liya says quietly. for a little.
her tail gives a slow, uncertain sway. she did what she could, but—
a breath. gone now. dead, i think.
her gaze drops to the snow between them, claws digging into sleet before she looks up at him then, searching.
i.. am sorry you did not have more time.
the words roll around a bit on her tongue, but the sincerity there is heartfelt.