Feeling the cold touch from my fingers on her forehead, her eyes flew open, kinda shaky, like she was half-dream and half-here.
She whispered something. You could miss it if you weren't paying attention, just this tiny crackle in the silence.
She barely breathed out a word so soft you'd think you imagined it "Sister…"
Ravina gasped and leaned in fast, her hands shaking as she grabbed Helen's limp ones. "Helen, listen to me. You're gonna be okay. I already got someone. Look!" She turned to me, "Dexter, here is a healer. He'll heal you. Just stay with me, please, just stay."
I watched Helen. Same age as Ravina. Her chest rose slowly, her eyes flicking to me, weak but sharp with something I couldn't name. Begging? Suspicion?
"Sister…" Helen's lips curled into a ghost of a smile. "You don't have to worry so much. I'll be fine… Just need… a few days of rest."
