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[A little drained described them both, though for different reasons. Terezi's arms shook occasionally when she held onto Naminé, but not from fear or emotional distress. They ached something fierce, and the longer that she stayed here the more she realized she wasn't going to be going out again. The adrenaline, or its troll equivalent, had finished and her body was screaming for her to stop.

She sniffed a little and laughed.]

Good... cause I'm afraid I might not be able to take another step right now, honestly.