[She was hoping the same thing and was honestly unsure if she had or not. Her attention remains locked on the door for several seconds before she looks down at the steps leading to where she's sitting, she didn't see any blood on them.
Nyx hears him kneel down beside her and she looks back at him bracing herself for the moment he finally picks her up. She grits her teeth when he does finally lift her, the hand not clutching her side lifting to grip his robe to steady herself.]
The bullet would have hit my lung.
[She's not entirely sure that could count as 'luckier' in the slightest. She might be bleeding all over herself, but she wasn't drowning in her own blood, which was a slight step up.]
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Nyx hears him kneel down beside her and she looks back at him bracing herself for the moment he finally picks her up. She grits her teeth when he does finally lift her, the hand not clutching her side lifting to grip his robe to steady herself.]
The bullet would have hit my lung.
[She's not entirely sure that could count as 'luckier' in the slightest. She might be bleeding all over herself, but she wasn't drowning in her own blood, which was a slight step up.]