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Tango's breathing is hard, and he barely registers anything else besides rage and betrayal. Rage. Tango screams when the explosions reach him, his legs buckling and his arms wrapping around his head and stomach as a pitiful shield. Fear. Tango collapses, his wings no longer buzzing, just twitching. He whines and trembles-this time of regret. Apology. Love? {Or 3 times Tango's heart froze, +1 time he was able to warm up.}
1. Merely blood and breath, that is what is left
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