[ He startles and turns, dread and guilt on his face dawning plain as daylight. ]
Persephone!
[ But now that he is front of him, he falls to his knees, looking him over— no lasting damage? Please let it be so. His touch is delicate, as if he expects the vision before him to shatter at the lightest bit of applied pressure. ]
So you are still with us? Though I have heard of others returning, I feared the worst!
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Persephone!
[ But now that he is front of him, he falls to his knees, looking him over— no lasting damage? Please let it be so. His touch is delicate, as if he expects the vision before him to shatter at the lightest bit of applied pressure. ]
So you are still with us? Though I have heard of others returning, I feared the worst!