[He did notice, he knows he noticed, he felt it in the way she grabbed too tight, in the way she told him to leave her alone -- but the constant rushing of icy water in his mind had numbed him to the realization.
It's panic that tries to well up as he thinks, how long, how long, but it's swallowed by the current. He can see what's happening, knows what's happening, but this deep in the water, all he feels is numb. the feelings will be dredged from the lake later, pieced together and only remembered under a haze of exhaustion.]
SHUT. UP!
[He wants to be cold and calculating, but there's no control when he hurls the fireball at her. It's desperate, awful, and accompanied by a roar of anguish that may as well be fury.]
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It's panic that tries to well up as he thinks, how long, how long, but it's swallowed by the current. He can see what's happening, knows what's happening, but this deep in the water, all he feels is numb. the feelings will be dredged from the lake later, pieced together and only remembered under a haze of exhaustion.]
SHUT. UP!
[He wants to be cold and calculating, but there's no control when he hurls the fireball at her. It's desperate, awful, and accompanied by a roar of anguish that may as well be fury.]
GET OUT OF HER. GET OUT OF HER. GET OUT OF HER--