[As he's cursing everything from the flimsy white fabric of his chiton, now soaked and clinging to his skin, to little minnows trying to skirt by him through the clouds of mud he hears that laugh and everything terrible in the world seems to vanish if only for a moment.
Laurent looks up and there he is, hand outstretched for him to take as the sun shines brightly behind him. All of a sudden his chest swells with a warmth and relief he never knew he could feel and yet-]
Damen. [He pushes himself up, grabbing Damen's hand and using it to pull himself closer to him.] You're here- I thought- [Reaching up he cups the side of Damen's face with his hand, leaving streaks of water against his skin. This was real and he wasn't dreaming.]
You're here and- [And then his attention snaps down to where the stab wound in Damen's side was.] ... You were hurt.
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Laurent looks up and there he is, hand outstretched for him to take as the sun shines brightly behind him. All of a sudden his chest swells with a warmth and relief he never knew he could feel and yet-]
Damen. [He pushes himself up, grabbing Damen's hand and using it to pull himself closer to him.] You're here- I thought- [Reaching up he cups the side of Damen's face with his hand, leaving streaks of water against his skin. This was real and he wasn't dreaming.]
You're here and- [And then his attention snaps down to where the stab wound in Damen's side was.] ... You were hurt.