[She should do what she'd managed to do at the Zenith camp. She should shove it all done in favor of the mission. She should keep talking about Amos, not Liem, she should save that for their own territory, for a better moment. Hayame knows that. She should just kneel and find something to bite down on so that she wouldn't let out more than a grunt when he shoved her shoulder back into the socket.
But she can't answer Liem's question and honestly tell him why a part of her was surprised that man would wield that spell in particular against her, even though Liem was right in saying that surely Amos was the type who would use any and every method without shame in order to secure a victory. She can't because unlike Amos... She had honor.
And in the icy halls of the Scorching Isles... She had promised that she would not reveal the similarity in their upbringings that they'd discovered. He'd seemed to agree to the same. A mutual destruction pact. One where she kept getting betrayed, time after time, and yet she couldn't stand to let go because without him... she would be alone again, with no one else who understood that part of her. Not that way.]
You did not know...
[Not being able to answer smoothly, having to consider her reaction... makes her consider everything else. Makes her legs lock up and refuse to bring her to Liem's side, fully. Prevents her from going down on her knees to kneel and bring her shoulder into proper, leveraged reach. Stops everything.]
You did not know?
[She means to ask about Amos, but it comes out far different than she intends, even though she is very aware his words had been meant as nothing more than commentary, a distraction. How, how could she have known Liem longer than she'd known Matsukaze, and yet still-
Her one eye finally locks on to his... mouth. Her pupil contracts.]
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But she can't answer Liem's question and honestly tell him why a part of her was surprised that man would wield that spell in particular against her, even though Liem was right in saying that surely Amos was the type who would use any and every method without shame in order to secure a victory. She can't because unlike Amos... She had honor.
And in the icy halls of the Scorching Isles... She had promised that she would not reveal the similarity in their upbringings that they'd discovered. He'd seemed to agree to the same. A mutual destruction pact. One where she kept getting betrayed, time after time, and yet she couldn't stand to let go because without him... she would be alone again, with no one else who understood that part of her. Not that way.]
You did not know...
[Not being able to answer smoothly, having to consider her reaction... makes her consider everything else. Makes her legs lock up and refuse to bring her to Liem's side, fully. Prevents her from going down on her knees to kneel and bring her shoulder into proper, leveraged reach. Stops everything.]
You did not know?
[She means to ask about Amos, but it comes out far different than she intends, even though she is very aware his words had been meant as nothing more than commentary, a distraction. How, how could she have known Liem longer than she'd known Matsukaze, and yet still-
Her one eye finally locks on to his... mouth. Her pupil contracts.]
- You reek of blood.
[And not in the way one did after battle.]