
David pulls her to the wasteland, “I can’t pick you up! I’m sorry!”

David half drags her “come on! Come on!”

David grabs a extra dagger and Eve’s hand. Then stumbles away. “Where to?”

Quentin shrugs and walks back to Aaden.

David nods and hugs her back.

David smiles, “You’re okay.” His voice is raspy.

Quentin wakes up and she’s her happy self again, “What are you doing?”

You still hear snores from Libra’s hole.

((I am but you can’t find Libra.))

David pats her on the back hard to help get the sand out.

David try’s to comfort her, sitting up.

((David WAS going to die but they wouldn’t let him -.-))

David lays back down, focusing on breathing. “Eve?”

Quentin uncurls, unconsciousness. She breathing again but it’s faint.

David coughed up sand and pulled away from Eve as he violently threw up.

Quentin stops breathing altogether.

Quentin starts to scream, feeling the tingling of nonexistent ants.