[She can't see what's happened to Vriska, even if she knows. She knows that the blood on her clothes isn't all hers. She's never held Vriska this gently, never even really held her at all. The pain killers they'd fished out of a bag weren't strong enough for burns, a ruined eye, or a broken arm.]
[She runs her fingers gently over her friend's healthy shoulder, trying to comfort and reassure herself that she hasn't lost her. The damp fabric rubbing against her open cuts doesn't bother her. It barely even registers.]
✈ FIRST DAY ✈ Terezi & Vriska
[She can't see what's happened to Vriska, even if she knows. She knows that the blood on her clothes isn't all hers. She's never held Vriska this gently, never even really held her at all. The pain killers they'd fished out of a bag weren't strong enough for burns, a ruined eye, or a broken arm.]
[She runs her fingers gently over her friend's healthy shoulder, trying to comfort and reassure herself that she hasn't lost her. The damp fabric rubbing against her open cuts doesn't bother her. It barely even registers.]