Esme goes to fly after him but falls on the forest floor with a thud. Her wings are broken.
Esme: AHHH!
She looks at them, eyes wide and horrified
Esme: No...no no no no no no NO!
¬*he stops and looks back*¬
"No. Focus on what you came here for."
¬*he begins to fly away before quickly tirning back and fixing your wings with some dead leaves which surprisingly worked somehow. after that he flew back up and started to go as far from you as possible*¬
Esme: HEY! W-wait I...I have an idea-just-come here for a second...
¬*he stops*¬
"Make it quick."
¬*he walks back slowly and stops in front of you*¬
Esme: ...Give me your hands, please.
"NO WAY! I'LL HARM YOU AFTER I JUST SAID I WOULDN'T!"
Esme: I'm immortal, remember? I'll be fine, I promise...
She looks up at death and smiles a little
¬*he stays still for a while before reluctantly moving his hands forward*¬
Esme very gently takes his hands. Her eyes glow purple for a moment. A pair of black gloves appear on death's hands.
Esme: ...There. If your touch is what kills people, then you can just touch things without direct contact...that should solve the problem...
She smiles at him
¬*he slightly smiles before quickly frowning and pulling his hands back*¬
"thanks..."
¬*he takes a few steps backwards*¬
