[A puca... ah. Well, she's not that savvy on their dietary needs, but whatever works. The quiet admission earmarked for her has her lifting her head, though, looking askance at him as if surprised. It is... a kind gesture, more than she thought she'd get from him. Perhaps her assumption that he's reserved but not totally, irreparably detached isn't too far off? For better or for worse.]
...Thank you.
[She offers him a sincere smile, then gets back to work since the wound is still bleeding and she's not quite finished. Even so... maybe they'll just end up staying here for a while afterward, knowing him and his disinclination to exert himself. All in all, it was a productive use of her time, and his too, she hopes. After the shattering of their Bond, she just wants to try and prove she's not the miserable person he saw lashing out at her mother anymore, nor the self-indulgent villain who put to death his noble ambitions.
It will take time... but it seems she has plenty of that on her hands these days.]
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...Thank you.
[She offers him a sincere smile, then gets back to work since the wound is still bleeding and she's not quite finished. Even so... maybe they'll just end up staying here for a while afterward, knowing him and his disinclination to exert himself. All in all, it was a productive use of her time, and his too, she hopes. After the shattering of their Bond, she just wants to try and prove she's not the miserable person he saw lashing out at her mother anymore, nor the self-indulgent villain who put to death his noble ambitions.
It will take time... but it seems she has plenty of that on her hands these days.]