She was acting similar to a spoiled child, Onni thought, causing such problems for a stallion just recovering from extreme dehydration. It was silly, being frightened of the darkness. It was silly to cause him so much worry. However, there was some twisted pleasure that she received from his contsant attentiveness, until her mind had caught up with her and she began to think more easily about the situation.

What am I doing? she thinks to herself, taking solid breaths of air for the first time since entering this cave.

Her eyes scour the darkness for any hint of him aside from his warmth and scent in the dank air of the cave. The light from the opening glints on the silver beads in his mane, outlining very loosely where his neck sat in the dark expanse of the cave. Now that she focuses, her blue eyes can faintly see the light break upon his mane, his tail, his ears. Her eyes must finally be adjusting slightly to the horrible lighting. The curve of his neck leading to his mouth, even as he spoke low, serious voice that shook her heart slightly in its intent. Though she could not truly see him, could not see the expression in his face, Onni imagined that the look in his teal eyes was gentle and patient. The darkness afforded at least this part of her imagination to run rampant as well.

The words had stunned her to silence, causing her breathing to even out more in the dark cave. Her heart still raced, but that was alright. While it made her feel slightly dizzy, it was not as unpleasant as the feeling of hyperventilation threatening to make her pass out where she stood. In her excited state, she had not paid heed to the toll healing had taken on her as well, but now that she began to calm, standing in the shelter of Moth's wing, it was catching up as her own magic faded from Moth's body.

The touch to her muzzle was soft and sudden, but was gone almost instantly as Moth's head dropped in defeat of his own exhaustion. "You should sleep," she says quietly, a faint whisper in the dark that she hoped would soothe his own worries about her. "I will be okay." Whatever the case, even if she was frightened, there was little chance of her leaving his side now.
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[ WELL, we can just go to the throat. xP ]