[Letting out a great, shuddering breath, Descole slowly relaxes her hands and drops them down to her sides.]
I--
[She pushes away from the bed and staggers a few steps away, dropping back to her knees and heaving. Nothing more than bile comes up and it hurts, but she can't stand anything right now and she needs to let it out in some way, even if she doesn't have anything to throw up.]
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I--
[She pushes away from the bed and staggers a few steps away, dropping back to her knees and heaving. Nothing more than bile comes up and it hurts, but she can't stand anything right now and she needs to let it out in some way, even if she doesn't have anything to throw up.]
Oh-- god, Double.
...I'm pathetic, aren't I?