As they are flying, Dany looks up at Erik, his eyes closed. Grabbing on tighter, she follows Erik closing her own eyes. As her eyes closed, she glanced down at the ground, where the doll-headed spiders are gathering around the dead one. They push pieces around with their legs. It's as if they were trying to wake it up.
"How long have you been able to do this? How did you first find out," she started with two of the many questions flitting around her brain.
He was her loyal solider, following silent orders. Her hand went from his shoulder to around his neck. She bows her head into his chest, wanting to hear the the thump thump of his heart.
She knew he would take her to medical care. After all her arm was hurting. There were cuts on her feet as well. Her face and feet were stinging.
"I hope we can get there soon," there was a tiredness in her voice, a little care and she would be fine.