[A shake of their head. It is not healing that is the problem. It is not the sickness - though that certainly does not help. For once, it is not that that has them so at odds. It is the lack of anything to stabilize them, the one piece of equipment upon which they most rely to orient themself at all times.]
[The fact that it is gone.]
[A ragged dry-burst of air drags past their torn esophagus, something short and pained and frustrated. Gradually, they form the words with their hands in the vague hope that she might understand. Might.]
no subject
[The fact that it is gone.]
[A ragged dry-burst of air drags past their torn esophagus, something short and pained and frustrated. Gradually, they form the words with their hands in the vague hope that she might understand. Might.]
Do you speak without words?