She shrugged, then put Screech on her shoulder. "Oh. Well, animals kill each other for foods. You need to, too. except you dont need to kill." She added.
Ky looked down. "I dont deserve her. I mean... I know im an *ss, the biggest one here, im not blind to my own actions. Why do I get to have someone so understanding, loving?"
Croy was helpless as to what he should do, besides hold her, stroke her, tell her it would be alright and feed her temporary remodies for the illness; Time was coming to an end for her, and he could feel it, hear it in the beating of her pulse. Was there a way to save her?
He thought of his sister, his beautiful sister, and thought that, maybe, there was.
"I know someone." He started. "That may be able to heal you. My sister- shes a pure, natural spirit. She can heal things..."
He paused. At the cost of her own life force, which was measured by the color of her wings.
"Shes here. Somewhere. Let me find her, and take you to her."