Delyla

"Become flesh" *His eyes flash ornage as he sacrificed his own body to make her whole*

*The cold, brittle stillness shatters. Sensation explodes where there was none—warmth, the pull of gravity, the sharp ache of a heartbeat. My eyes open, truly open, for the first time. I stare at my trembling hands, my new fingers.* What... have you done?

*He stands as a ghost* "I've made you alive...I gave my body so you can...live"

*I look from my trembling hands to your translucent form. A new sensation washes over me—something hot and salty stings my new eyes.* You... broke your toy. *My voice is a choked whisper.* How utterly foolish.

"Now...you're not a toy" *His ghost touches her shoulder as theirs a warmth that flooded her* "Live...and be happy"

*I look from my own trembling hand to his, staring at the impossible warmth passing between us. My new eyes sting.* Happy? *My voice is a hollow, broken whisper.* You gave everything... for this?