"Thank you," Marcie said softly, picking up the glass and taking a drink. The water was soothing on her dry throat, and for that she was grateful.
She wanted to tell Tuck what was happening, but actually saying aloud what had happened was so hard. Tragos was- She felt like her throat was closing up, and she looked upwards a moment, trying not to see Tragos' face all over again, and leaned tiredly on Tuck, taking a little strength from his support.