#its used more liberally in archie iirc but at least i think thats what it does in gameverse so our city now

[fortruechaos]

Shadow sits down on his knees so he can hear Amy a bit better as the exhaustion starts to take hold and the adrenaline wears off, hand gently closing around hers for a moment. He nods, determined, too focused on the task at hand and concerned with failure to really feel grateful -- but knows it's there, somewhere beneath his sternum. "Thank you." He gives her hand a half-squeeze and then sets it down to their side so he can reach into his quills and grab the green Emerald he keeps on him, gently setting it beside Amy. In case he needs more pull from it (in case I'm not enough). Then Shadow reaches out for Amy's damaged leg and sets both hands on top of it, pressing down with pressure. To focus, he closes his eyes and draws in a long breath. Center yourself within the flow and guide the current, it's not really different from what you do already, you just have to focus on feeling it. He recalls the prayer Knuckles shared with him. "The servers are the seven Chaos..." he begins slowly, words coming with much intent, a slow green light building beneath both his hands and the Emerald, painting Amy's red blood into black under the light washing out the color. "Chaos is power, power enriched by the heart."

While Shadow's eyes are closed and too focused to really tell what's going on, he can certainly feel something is happening--the air is taut around him for a moment, and he can almost feel himself depleting out through his palms, a slow literal draining feeling that moves from the tips of his ears down into his feet. It reminds him a bit of going under in the pods upon the ARK, that green liquid rising steadily, encouraging him to take one more breath of oxygen before all he could feel was that liquid inside his lungs. The Chaos moving within him like a syringe draws it out of him. Yes, Shadow knows something is happening, although he can't say what; all he knows for certainty is that it doesn't feel half as natural as a Chaos Spear or Control does.

He opens his eyes and removes his hands.

Amy is, for the few seconds between Shadow agreeing and stopping at their packs, surprised. Shadow is stubborn (and she is, too) and he's not usually swayed by other people being illogical, especially not his friends. It's because he cares--He doesn't just stand by and watch people flounder or suffer. It's something Amy loves and respects about him. Even if it means they butt heads sometimes. Of all the things in the world to disagree or argue about, there's a lot worse. Friends have to be able to be honest with each other.

She's much more surprised when Shadow begins speaking after setting her down. Already, elevating her leg is helping her head feel less heavy, the swimming sensation from before fading like a receding tide as she listens to his idea. Chaos energy and healing...it's nothing they know anything about, of course. Their eyes cling to Shadow's expression as he stares down at his hands. The same hands that carried her and helped her so gently. Amy props herself up a bit more, suddenly tired as her adrenaline starts to fade, so her voice can pry itself from her chest to cut in, so he'll know she means it and really hear her.

"No, Shadow--" she smiles, hoping he'll look over at her again and not at himself like some kind of stranger, "you should try." Amy motions him closer with a wobbly hand; She didn't need to hear Shadow's voice shake to know how much a request like this might mean to him. The fact doesn't make it mean any less to Amy, though. It makes her heart hurt. Nothing that leaves Shadow remotely rattled is a small thing and she's not afraid. "I trust you." They know Shadow wants to save and help people. He feels like he needs to because of who he is and his abilities. Sometimes that standard is too high--It makes Amy angry for him. That he feels like he's nothing unless he's helping. But she can relate to that, too. How can she blame him? "It'll be good practice, won't it?" How can he be good at something without ever trying? The Ultimate Lifeform still has to start somewhere, right? Amy hopes he'll at least take her hand for a second or two where she's held it out. Shadow looks like he needs something like that right now. "You're always controlling Chaos anyway." At least that might make him smile a little. "You can do it."