*Tanek... hadn't lied. It truly was fast acting, wasn't it? In mere moments, that poison now flowing through his body is providing noticeable effects, his head growing light, his mouth dry, his stomach turning--that's relieving. As stubborn as his body could be in dying, it was a relief to know that the poison was living up to its reputation.
Ikenna finds himself in Nia's arms, and then upon the ground, but his focus is drifting, and those frantic words are hard to make out. Perhaps that's a good thing. Despite his relief, he... Nia's tears, his pain... it still hurts so fucking much.*
Mm... it's... already 'fixed', Nia. As I said... everything will be fine now... *the councilman mumbles, his words strangely stilted, his breaths short, uneven. He gives a slow blink of his red eyes, his increasingly unfocused gaze drawing to Nia's face. Perfect, loving Nia... it does hurt. It hurts so.*