[He says it softly, not moving, voice tight. The pain's frozen him, the fear of more pain. He's been in worse pain than this, much worse, but not since that night, and the memories surface not so much as images but just cold fear closing around his lungs and making it hard to breathe or think.]
[If he asks, if he tells his brother to stop will he? No. He doesn't want to know. He screamed for them to stop when they took his magic and he can't do that again. Endure that callous disregard. It's better to leave a little room for delusion.]
Ariel... That hurts.
[Maybe repeating it. Voice strained. The silent request will probably be ignored but it won't be his little brother ignoring him begging.]
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That hurts.
[He says it softly, not moving, voice tight. The pain's frozen him, the fear of more pain. He's been in worse pain than this, much worse, but not since that night, and the memories surface not so much as images but just cold fear closing around his lungs and making it hard to breathe or think.]
[If he asks, if he tells his brother to stop will he? No. He doesn't want to know. He screamed for them to stop when they took his magic and he can't do that again. Endure that callous disregard. It's better to leave a little room for delusion.]
Ariel... That hurts.
[Maybe repeating it. Voice strained. The silent request will probably be ignored but it won't be his little brother ignoring him begging.]
What did you do--with her?