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Seeing Clover once again and appearing apparently unharmed gratified the male with an overwhelming sense of relief. His sharp gaze quickly softened, his determined expression suddenly turning light as his eyes gently rolled over the girl’s familiar form to wholly confirm her well-being. The knotted sensation that choked at his stomach released so suddenly that the relief itself could almost have been said to have been physically felt as it lightly unfurled from within his core and rolled all the way along until it reached his extremities, canvassing his entire body with a tender warmth. The hyur was almost left feeling guilty as he was rendered with a momentary sense of complete placidity while he basked in the warming knowledge that his beloved friend was indeed out of harm’s way.
"..Clover" he breathed lightly as his expression seemed to briefly lose all memory of the pain that afflicted him.
Seemingly sharing the sentiment, Clover drew near to him, stopping a short distance before him as she and he both gazed deeply into the other’s eyes in a moment’s silence, their silent exchange of stares serving as mutual understanding of the other’s thoughts. A soft, fleeting smile made a brief appearance across the blonde male’s expression before it was quickly defeated by a reminding grimace of discomfort that forced it’s way into the male’s features. It was perhaps because of this that Clover, too, suddenly returned to reality and suddenly spoke again.
"Please let me see your wounds,"
Her voice was eager and carried a distinct tone of anxiety - though even in spite of it’s urgency, it failed to lose that familiar softness that so often managed to offer a strange comfort despite all else. Andre blinked hesitantly as though her words had been that of another tongue. That’s right, she was capable of that, wasn’t she? After having being lost in a sea of thought within that short space of time, he had almost completely forgotten about that side of her - the side that had previously saved him from a very similar situation in the not-so-distant past. He watched the girl closely, his cooling, blue gaze continuing to draw it's focus upon her emerald eyes for a couple of seconds longer before, at last, it quickly searched for the one visible wound that continued to weep small but persistent tears of crimson out from over the tear in his sleeve which had been sullied by the soil. Looking at it now almost made it seem more painful than it had previously felt, though regardless, he resisted against wincing any further and slowly returned to look back to the girl once again.
"Ah… it’s really nothing, it looks much worse than it truly is.." was his answer, as futile an attempt as it was. Clover was not the type to accept such words so easily, be they of a truthful nature or not. It was a wonder that he would even try.
The male's gaze shifted over to the other figure that stood behind Clover in a weak attempt to dismiss her concerns over what he believed to be a petty injury, though it was quickly drawn back to her as the girl, indeed, reacted as could have been predicted by the hyur.
Seeing Clover once again and appearing apparently unharmed gratified the male with an overwhelming sense of relief. His sharp gaze quickly softened, his determined expression suddenly turning light as his eyes gently rolled over the girl’s familiar form to wholly confirm her well-being. The knotted sensation that choked at his stomach released so suddenly that the relief itself could almost have been said to have been physically felt as it lightly unfurled from within his core and rolled all the way along until it reached his extremities, canvassing his entire body with a tender warmth. The hyur was almost left feeling guilty as he was rendered with a momentary sense of complete placidity while he basked in the warming knowledge that his beloved friend was indeed out of harm’s way.
"..Clover" he breathed lightly as his expression seemed to briefly lose all memory of the pain that afflicted him.
Seemingly sharing the sentiment, Clover drew near to him, stopping a short distance before him as she and he both gazed deeply into the other’s eyes in a moment’s silence, their silent exchange of stares serving as mutual understanding of the other’s thoughts. A soft, fleeting smile made a brief appearance across the blonde male’s expression before it was quickly defeated by a reminding grimace of discomfort that forced it’s way into the male’s features. It was perhaps because of this that Clover, too, suddenly returned to reality and suddenly spoke again.
"Please let me see your wounds,"
Her voice was eager and carried a distinct tone of anxiety - though even in spite of it’s urgency, it failed to lose that familiar softness that so often managed to offer a strange comfort despite all else. Andre blinked hesitantly as though her words had been that of another tongue. That’s right, she was capable of that, wasn’t she? After having being lost in a sea of thought within that short space of time, he had almost completely forgotten about that side of her - the side that had previously saved him from a very similar situation in the not-so-distant past. He watched the girl closely, his cooling, blue gaze continuing to draw it's focus upon her emerald eyes for a couple of seconds longer before, at last, it quickly searched for the one visible wound that continued to weep small but persistent tears of crimson out from over the tear in his sleeve which had been sullied by the soil. Looking at it now almost made it seem more painful than it had previously felt, though regardless, he resisted against wincing any further and slowly returned to look back to the girl once again.
"Ah… it’s really nothing, it looks much worse than it truly is.." was his answer, as futile an attempt as it was. Clover was not the type to accept such words so easily, be they of a truthful nature or not. It was a wonder that he would even try.
The male's gaze shifted over to the other figure that stood behind Clover in a weak attempt to dismiss her concerns over what he believed to be a petty injury, though it was quickly drawn back to her as the girl, indeed, reacted as could have been predicted by the hyur.
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Characters: Andre Winter (Hy'ur) / K'nahli Yohko (Miqo'te)
