โ โคจ โย ย himbohoursย asked: shelter - yeets Nero orย ย Credoย
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย nonverbal startersย // accepting !
โ โคจ โ Breathing heavily as she leaned against a bricked wall, pressing everything up to maintain some sort of stability as her brown eyes focused heavily onto the entrance. โ I... I think we lost them... I didnโt realize how many there were.โ Inhaling stale air inside an abandoned building, Kyrie turned to Credo with gentle hands placed onto his arm and noticed how stained it was from dirt and blood.ย
ย โ I should have paid attention, so you didnโt have to do that.โ Failure on her part when it was taught to always be on the lookout. Kyrie had limited resources to take care of the injury. โ Iโm sorry, Credo. I didnโt mean for my lack of awareness to make you my shield.โ Feeling such guilt, Kyrie avoided looking up at him.ย
โ We should at least disinfect it. Demon claws have gotten sharper. โย Noticing how his fabric sleeve looked like ribbons. Wondered what would have happened if they hadnโt just nicked his flesh--- better yet if he wasnโt there when she had left to retrieve the order for tomorrowโs service meal.
โ I... You shouldnโt have tried to protect me. You have other things to worry about. โ