[Recilps.Eugor]

Lillium heard him speaking to her, although the face before her was hardly more than a blob. She swallowed, as best she could, and exhaled blinking quite a few times, trying to clear out the blurriness of her vision. Her eyes, dazed, followed him befoer his words were clear. '...am Alistair Cain.' Her chest heaved, listening to him, as if that were going to do her any good. Her eyes rolled for a minute. She leaned her head back against the wall. This was not a good position for her triyng to be fighting off anything in. and then the voice of the other man reached her ears.

"Unh...?" She groaned, trying to focus on the features of the other man, but nothing came to her. Alistair was far to close for her to be able to focus on something else, and as they bickered back and forth, like siblings, she felt darkness creeping into her peripheal vision. She whimpered and attempted moving. She had heard the word 'kill', and suddenly, everything became far more uneasy.

And then she felt his arms lifting her. She would have struggled, had she had the strength. Instead, her head nestled into the crook of his neck as he spoke to her, offering her a wink. She didn't want to go home with him, she didn't. But how could she tell him that? Was it even going to be an option? Die now, or die later. A name, she had a name. She parted her lips, but only a groan escaped her lips. She supposed his little petnames would have to do. She swallowed before finally letting her eyes close. She was too fuzzy right now to try thinking of a way out.

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When she woke, she kept her eyes closed, rolling her head to the side and then back the other way. She had expierienced the strangest dream. Nightmare, actually. However, one small twinge of pain gave her reason to believe that perhaps it wasn't a dream at all.

She groaned, loudly, into the air around her, shifting to move.

((It's perfectly fine~ In the condition she was in, logically, she wouldn't have been able to physically disagree. Sorry this is kind of short))