[The cool dispassion with which Liem regards Hayame on the tail end of her episode ill befits the patient, conscientious man who had grown close to her over the past year. As she shivers and leans sweatily against the tree, he rises to his feet, but instead of approaching to help her with her flask, to open it for her so she needn’t struggle to do it one-handed… He simply watches.
That way, he needn’t contend with her flinching back from his aid like it comes from the hands of a demon.]
But you broke free of it. You made him fear.
[With Set’s aid, though he doesn’t know entirely how. But he had seen clearly enough how panicked Amos had been as he ambushed the man mid-struggle. He was not acting with the same military focus that he’d had when he first swooped upon them with that energy weapon of his.
Circling around, he comes to stand on her injured side, though some distance away yet, well beyond the stain left by the contents of her stomach.]
Come away from there, and I will help you regain the use of your arm.
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That way, he needn’t contend with her flinching back from his aid like it comes from the hands of a demon.]
But you broke free of it. You made him fear.
[With Set’s aid, though he doesn’t know entirely how. But he had seen clearly enough how panicked Amos had been as he ambushed the man mid-struggle. He was not acting with the same military focus that he’d had when he first swooped upon them with that energy weapon of his.
Circling around, he comes to stand on her injured side, though some distance away yet, well beyond the stain left by the contents of her stomach.]
Come away from there, and I will help you regain the use of your arm.