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[Sora shifts closer to kiss the top of her head and Ellie bites the inside of her cheek. He folds in on himself, and Ellie scoots a little bit away, shifting the snow around her knees. She keeps a hold on his wrist for as long as she can, feeling his pulse fading, barely beating. She thinks that there's got to be something she can say. One last thing to make sure he's not so focused on the pain.]