[ he's gone somewhere quiet for now, the library maybe, to sit for a while and think things over, but. he's still in that kind of weird state of not quite being in touch with his emotions. not sure what to consider of all of it. ]
[ he no longer has a knife sticking out of him. What remains is mostly faint scratches. The sort of thing you would get if you were holding someone down and they were trying to free themselves from a monster who was attacking them. he sort of runs his hands over the front of his fancy prince doublet, which he's tried to clean as best as he can. ]
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Ah. Hello.
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Hello. [looks him over for injuries...] Are you alright?
[she'll start with that she guesses.]
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[ he no longer has a knife sticking out of him. What remains is mostly faint scratches. The sort of thing you would get if you were holding someone down and they were trying to free themselves from a monster who was attacking them. he sort of runs his hands over the front of his fancy prince doublet, which he's tried to clean as best as he can. ]
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You have less holes. [thankfully.] I think that even if I were to ask about the egg, you might not have an answer for me.
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[ is this an answer to the holes or the eggs. ]
It was-- all very complicated. I'm not sure what any of it meant, even now. It can't have been anything good.
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there's a tiny flicker of like... wanting to help. she's pretty flat emotionwise, but. she worries.]