[Claude feels Hayame's blood enter his shard too, and her Blight along with it. It feels unnaturally cold and wrong, and that wrongness seeps into his being, though not enough that it will overcome him. As Hayame slowly returns to normal, though, he can feel his own vitality beginning to wane, strength leaving his limbs, and his face takes on a drained pallor. That doesn't stop him from smiling as he realises she's recovering, though.]
Hey, it's working... How do you feel?
[The question is gentle. She's probably still stewing on this being a humiliation or -- something -- but he doesn't think of it in those terms at all. If anything, he looks genuinely relieved.]
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Hey, it's working... How do you feel?
[The question is gentle. She's probably still stewing on this being a humiliation or -- something -- but he doesn't think of it in those terms at all. If anything, he looks genuinely relieved.]