[For a while after her arrival, Skye really believed she was dead back home. Honestly, how could she not? She was shot in the gut twice and the last thing she remembers before arriving here is bleeding out on the floor, alone.
The fact that this was some people’s afterlife was awful, and she doesn’t even try to hide the empathy written all over her face. She doesn’t reach out to hug him, yet, but she does reach for his hand.]
CW: Gunshot wound
The fact that this was some people’s afterlife was awful, and she doesn’t even try to hide the empathy written all over her face. She doesn’t reach out to hug him, yet, but she does reach for his hand.]
I’m so sorry.
[Because what else can she say?]