"Rory ... ! Don't -...." The woman turned around swiftly, unable to bear the sight of her in so much pain. Unimaginable pain. She nearly had to clench her eyes just from seeing her in such a state. And because of her. "You're hurting yourself -- !" She blurted out, as if that could ever stop her determination. But as she fell to the ground, so too did she kneel, knees closer to the dirt as she had ever been. But she held her hand nonetheless, it's twin pressing up against her cheek, gently wiping away the blood and helping her up against the rock.
"I want nothing more to. Believe me ... but I'm not so sure if Paradise can exist in the world I've seen. I'd like to believe it ... it sounds so wonderful, the way you talk about it. I adored it. You have a bit of hope that I lost when I -- when I lost him." Her thumb gently presses itself against her skin, offering gentle rubs to ease her into bliss. Her eyes directly stared into hers. "But you have to relax now. For me." Eyes went aglow -- for the first time, attempting to use her hypnosis in a way to help, rather than harm.