It was always going to happen one day, wasn't it? The arguments, the fight, the idea that she has a cure but she doesn't, she doesn't have a way out, a way to make the world better. She's just got more blood and how could they ever understand that? They had their fill of it.

She falls quiet, doesn't answer, her eyes shut and her face turning into his chest she lets out a breath. A little while, she promises, a little while longer and she'll be able to stand again. The dizziness and the exhaustion will wear off after the blackwater is finished repairing all the blood that she had lost.