[The sprite peers out from behind its little fiery fingers, screeches, and then hides again.
Her own thumb runs along the back of his hand in response, her fingers tightening around his, as if she means to keep him rooted to this world by that alone.]
The only thing that will be of use will be the relic itself.
[She mumbles it under her breath, her chest tightening again in frustration. So desperate that she hardly cares about the rest of the shit in this room. And she pushes herself back away from him, her expression shifting with doubt.]
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Her own thumb runs along the back of his hand in response, her fingers tightening around his, as if she means to keep him rooted to this world by that alone.]
The only thing that will be of use will be the relic itself.
[She mumbles it under her breath, her chest tightening again in frustration. So desperate that she hardly cares about the rest of the shit in this room. And she pushes herself back away from him, her expression shifting with doubt.]
Stop wasting time and keep looking.