[It crumples like all things crumple when he ends their life in such a manner, though the snap of this bone is particularly loud -- and particularly satisfying.
(Only now does Henry seem to realize that their hands are still clasped together, and though it's noted, he isn't one to pull away. Not when it's clear that relief has not settled between either of them, and that there still might be danger wrought in the form of that fallen monster.)
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(Only now does Henry seem to realize that their hands are still clasped together, and though it's noted, he isn't one to pull away. Not when it's clear that relief has not settled between either of them, and that there still might be danger wrought in the form of that fallen monster.)
He moves forward when she moves.]
You think it can survive a snapped neck?