[When Wanda waves her hand and the red mist disappears, some of the pain leaves Galliard's chest. Some, but not all; it never really leaves, and the red mist only amplified what's always there.]
Wanda, wait!
[He forces himself after her, but she's smaller and faster than he is, easily able to slip through the crowd. People keep bumping up against him, blocking his path, and those are Wanda's kids she's seeing, two brothers separated from their mom, and an idea starts whispering at the back of Galliard's mind.]
[they'd get out of your way if you scared them... you could cover more ground if they were running from you...]
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Wanda, wait!
[He forces himself after her, but she's smaller and faster than he is, easily able to slip through the crowd. People keep bumping up against him, blocking his path, and those are Wanda's kids she's seeing, two brothers separated from their mom, and an idea starts whispering at the back of Galliard's mind.]
[they'd get out of your way if you scared them... you could cover more ground if they were running from you...]
Wanda, I can help you!