Fiona. [It's a nudge to her shoulder with the back of his hand, just before he abandons any and all pretense by wrenching up the sleeve of her coat to find a vein. Lip curling nervously ( he's never done this before - sure people got injured from time to time on Helios but usually someone else did the...stabbing) Rhys dogs the needle in, popping the injector and letting the opaque red liquid inside drain out.
She may be stubborn and spiteful and infuriating, to say the least at times, but they've come this far, and all arguments aside he'd prefer her alive and okay. For her sake and Sasha's.] Fiona, wake up.
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She may be stubborn and spiteful and infuriating, to say the least at times, but they've come this far, and all arguments aside he'd prefer her alive and okay. For her sake and Sasha's.] Fiona, wake up.