it had been curiosity which prompted the touch. it was uncharacteristic of ren had it not been for their natural curiosity. a student might have shied away from touching acquaintances like this, but fully - fledged huntsman ? dragon grown into the charisma and charm stunted by the confusion of adolescence ? this was nothing. they felt no shame or embarrassment about their curiosities, would only stop when they registered discomfort. and they should have, sooner than they did, especially when this was the first sign of disgruntlement in an otherwise successful mission. it wasn’t over, there were still more grimm to be slain, but during the brief respite ren had taken it upon themselves to check for injures, getting a little too carried away.
‘ sorry. ’ boyish smirk marked the action of finding nerves along khaz’s prosthetics, although it didn’t sound like they were apologetic in the slightest. they were a trained medic, so the short examination was more professional than not, but they did have underlying motives. ren’s empathic semblance worked best when connected through touch. if ren was to dull the koyote’s pain or fear receptors in a moment of emergency, it would help to know where to focus their aura. a quick flash of sharpened enamel and ren was tugging on their half mask, rising from their crouched position. their touch had also help shroud the both of them from surrounding grimm, the steady pulse of pink light keeping them safe for now. ‘ i needed to figure out which parts of you were you. ’ @geistcr from.
