[ six executions in, and satariel knows that it's futile to beat on the barrier.
all they can do is drop to sit in the snow, right where they were pushed back. their bear drops down with them, curling around their back to watch, just as grim. but - the watcher pushes their mask up with their head bowed, for just a moment, scrubbing angrily at their obscured face, before they're upright and masked again. ]
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all they can do is drop to sit in the snow, right where they were pushed back. their bear drops down with them, curling around their back to watch, just as grim. but - the watcher pushes their mask up with their head bowed, for just a moment, scrubbing angrily at their obscured face, before they're upright and masked again. ]