As soon as Reneé opened her eyes, panic flashed in them while she took in Aldrick's state, making everyone realise that she had been aware of the circumstances that had been going on. And if not that, then she was at least familiar with the storm that had risen, and in all this her subconscious might have made her awake, or...
Before anyone could have deciphered that 'or', Reneé herself spoke up.
The fear that was building up inside her guts had secured a vice-like grip on her by now, and was continuously pulling her down to the ground. But she had to fight against the urge to succumb to it and stand upright, to pull her brother back from the marsh which he was currently sinking into.
With this determination, she began to speak, making her voice sound stern; only to realise that her voice was not strong enough to hide her emotions as all the sternness melted away in the middle.
"Aldrick…Aldrick…"
