[Panic grips him, the moment he finds the girl. There's no breath puffing from her lips, and her eyes don't see. She's dead, and he knows it, but that doesn't keep Vash from running up to her. He drops to his knees, sliding the last few inches through the snow and leaf debris. He starts to reach out, to start CPR or something, but the rose bush stops him.
As it stands, his hands remain hovering in the air. He looks down at the horror beneath him and feels heat prickle behind his eyes. He had no idea who she is, but he doesn't need to. Whoever she was, she didn't deserve something like this.
All he can do right now is reach out. The tips of his fingers touch her cheek at first, then shift upward to at least close her eyes.]
Wolfwood - [What does he want to say. What can he say?] We need to go back. We should - they... [He grits his teeth. He can't lose it now. He doesn't deserve to cry.]
Someone might know her. We should bring her back to town.
cw: dead teen, plant based body horror
As it stands, his hands remain hovering in the air. He looks down at the horror beneath him and feels heat prickle behind his eyes. He had no idea who she is, but he doesn't need to. Whoever she was, she didn't deserve something like this.
All he can do right now is reach out. The tips of his fingers touch her cheek at first, then shift upward to at least close her eyes.]
Wolfwood - [What does he want to say. What can he say?] We need to go back. We should - they... [He grits his teeth. He can't lose it now. He doesn't deserve to cry.]
Someone might know her. We should bring her back to town.