Logan smells fear and adrenaline on the man's breath, jagged ozone under the copper stink of blood. His response filters faintly through the tide of voices, his words the only ones Logan can understand, seeming to thrum through Logan's bones rather than into his ears.
Eyes gone.. she's dead.. together..
Shredding and clawing his way through the psychic haze, Logan strains his senses for any hint of Ruth. Teenage sweat and the bruised sweetness of the crushed grass under her body. Blood, far too much for it to be safe. Under the cacophony of voices, he can't hear her heartbeat.
She'd promised him -- she'd promised she would try to come back. And he'd encouraged her. Told her to do it.
Ruth, kid, please --
Logan feels the possibility that he's killed the only part of his world left in this place lurch through him like a cold black flood. He lunges forward, then his knees buckle and he buries his claws in the ground, ugly animal sounds of grief coming from his throat.
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Eyes gone.. she's dead.. together..
Shredding and clawing his way through the psychic haze, Logan strains his senses for any hint of Ruth. Teenage sweat and the bruised sweetness of the crushed grass under her body. Blood, far too much for it to be safe. Under the cacophony of voices, he can't hear her heartbeat.
She'd promised him -- she'd promised she would try to come back. And he'd encouraged her. Told her to do it.
Ruth, kid, please --
Logan feels the possibility that he's killed the only part of his world left in this place lurch through him like a cold black flood. He lunges forward, then his knees buckle and he buries his claws in the ground, ugly animal sounds of grief coming from his throat.