[She doesn't have to claw very hard. Or at all. As soon as Amelia begins sinking to her knees, Caleb sinks with her. Holding on to her the same way she holds on to him.
(In aid of neither of them bashing their knees against the floor, he also murmurs a few arcane words under his breath and their descent in fact slows even more than it would with Patience's help.)
Then they're both kneeling on the floor. Then Amelia admits what Caleb does know in his heart. His stomach lurches a bit, throat going dry. But all he does is stroke Amelia's hair.]
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(In aid of neither of them bashing their knees against the floor, he also murmurs a few arcane words under his breath and their descent in fact slows even more than it would with Patience's help.)
Then they're both kneeling on the floor. Then Amelia admits what Caleb does know in his heart. His stomach lurches a bit, throat going dry. But all he does is stroke Amelia's hair.]
I'm so sorry, Amelia.