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Nee frowned, his vision was fuzzy and blurry, but he could smell their scents. Iris had a soft, lilac type of smell, while Jem still smelt like blood. Even though a dragon/ghost's sense of smelling wasn't as wonderful and intense as a vampire or werewolf's, he was covered in it, most of it was his own.
Falling under the small amount of pressure from Jem, Nee layed back down, but with a very fragile arm he reached up to place his hand on Iris' cheek. A small gesture of love, to let her know he was alive and fine. The warmth was in his hands, this would mean he owed Mel his life, just as many other's did.
"Sorry." his voice was hoarse.
{{ Ugh. Gotta go. Sorry guys. D: }}