[He should have known better. He should have known that this was a wild goose chase, doomed from the start to fail. Wirt's stomach sinks. Even worse, he managed to drag someone else along - he hasn't just wasted his own time, but the Pie Maker's, and that guilt only flares when he tries to comfort Wirt.
Everything hurts, and he knows the Pie Maker is trying, but he isn't sure comfort is something he can even have right now, or if it's one of those things that just needs to hurt for a while until it numbs. He reaches up...]
I-It's okay. You--
[...and gently removes the Pie Maker's hand from his shoulder, but when their hands connect and skin touches skin, there's a spark - almost like static electricity but stronger. Wirt flinches at the contact, but as he rubs his fingers together...he realizes quickly it doesn't actually feel bad. It doesn't hurt, and everything feels inexplicably bright and warm.]
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Everything hurts, and he knows the Pie Maker is trying, but he isn't sure comfort is something he can even have right now, or if it's one of those things that just needs to hurt for a while until it numbs. He reaches up...]
I-It's okay. You--
[...and gently removes the Pie Maker's hand from his shoulder, but when their hands connect and skin touches skin, there's a spark - almost like static electricity but stronger. Wirt flinches at the contact, but as he rubs his fingers together...he realizes quickly it doesn't actually feel bad. It doesn't hurt, and everything feels inexplicably bright and warm.]