"Don't worry about what I can do for now. The less you know about me, the better. Just focus on breathing, I really, really don't want you to die."
A tight smile. Nestling in the crook of my arm, she whimpers like a puppy. My, I think incredulously to myself, sighing in exasperation at this stick like girl. Must mortals be so fragile?
But then something clicks in my mind, the most peculiar feeling, as if I have been through all this before. And soon that panicked feeling begins to consume me, washing up memories I had hoped to put aside for another few thousand years at the least.
