(Jinx screams like a wounded animal, wild, scared, and furious, but Vi is stronger than her. It occurs to her that she could hold them together like this until they healed. She could press the broken halves of them together until something took. It also occurs to her that the last time she made Powder do something that she didn't want to do, everybody around them died.
A breath of fear leaks out of her.
Can't help it. Some cuts run deep.)
It's okay, (she repeats, the whisper as much for herself as it is for her sister.) It's going to be okay.
(She presses her temple up against Jinx's, buries her nose into her hair, clings until it feels cruel. And then she lets her go, carefully at first, and then all at once.)
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A breath of fear leaks out of her.
Can't help it. Some cuts run deep.)
It's okay, (she repeats, the whisper as much for herself as it is for her sister.) It's going to be okay.
(She presses her temple up against Jinx's, buries her nose into her hair, clings until it feels cruel. And then she lets her go, carefully at first, and then all at once.)