There's no hint of the infection spreading under Ellie's skin. No cysts and spores and flowering, creeping death. No redness in her eyes, no bleeding gums and blistering fever. Ellie's been bitten before, more than once. She's lived what should have killed someone hundreds of times. She's not afraid to die. Death is patient, and it'll have her eventually. She's just afraid of what it'll do to the people that love her.
Besides, dying's not the hard part. Living is.
"Abby's got an idea of where to find the thing we need to get out of here," she says levelly, sticking as always to the next step.
"We'll take a team and be back in Thedas by the end of the day tomorrow."
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There's no hint of the infection spreading under Ellie's skin. No cysts and spores and flowering, creeping death. No redness in her eyes, no bleeding gums and blistering fever. Ellie's been bitten before, more than once. She's lived what should have killed someone hundreds of times. She's not afraid to die. Death is patient, and it'll have her eventually. She's just afraid of what it'll do to the people that love her.
Besides, dying's not the hard part. Living is.
"Abby's got an idea of where to find the thing we need to get out of here," she says levelly, sticking as always to the next step.
"We'll take a team and be back in Thedas by the end of the day tomorrow."