[In those moments before she is revived, Cid is frantically trying to compress her chest and then taking her mouth to push air into her lungs, a desperate plea with each one.
It isn't lost on him how she had to do this to him not even, what, an hour or less before, but he has the harrowing memory of when he was staring at her lying lifeless on that charred earth, too late to save her. He can't lose her, not like this. Not when it was his fault...!
Just as he's about to lose his mind again over the lack of response and fading pulse, his chest constricting as if about to suffocate from the fear and panic that was quickly tumbling into a volatile storm constrained only an otherworldly force, he feels that movement under his hands and she starts to cough.
She's alive she's alive she's alive—
The words beat around his head as he quickly grabs her and pulls her to him into a fierce embrace, hand moving against her back as if to help beat out whatever water remains.]
Benedikta—I'm so sorry—it's all my—
[The words tumble out in a choked voice, vision blurred from the tears that unknowingly fall.]
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[In those moments before she is revived, Cid is frantically trying to compress her chest and then taking her mouth to push air into her lungs, a desperate plea with each one.
It isn't lost on him how she had to do this to him not even, what, an hour or less before, but he has the harrowing memory of when he was staring at her lying lifeless on that charred earth, too late to save her. He can't lose her, not like this. Not when it was his fault...!
Just as he's about to lose his mind again over the lack of response and fading pulse, his chest constricting as if about to suffocate from the fear and panic that was quickly tumbling into a volatile storm constrained only an otherworldly force, he feels that movement under his hands and she starts to cough.
She's alive she's alive she's alive—
The words beat around his head as he quickly grabs her and pulls her to him into a fierce embrace, hand moving against her back as if to help beat out whatever water remains.]
Benedikta—I'm so sorry—it's all my—
[The words tumble out in a choked voice, vision blurred from the tears that unknowingly fall.]