but his attention is still scattered and divided in a handful of different directions, which causes him to miss the relief that he might otherwise have noted. what he does notice is her being able to quickly and skillfully handle her own injury. there's a part of him that wants to ask how she managed it, but he's mostly just glad that the damage the void had done is fixable at all. the thought doesn't even occur to him that her arm returning is an irregularity in and of itself; the extent of her abilities that he had seen is something he holds close in his mind, but it had been equally natural for him to assume that anything eaten by the void would be lost.
he searches her briefly when she pulls up even with him, making certain that there isn't some other gaping hole he hadn't managed to catch sight of right away. when that doesn't seem to be the case, he shakes his head.]
Well enough. [would "embarrassing" be a good word to use in this situation? probably not, but it's what he feels, anyway. being a mental fortress is definitely not his strong point and it's humiliating that someone watched him get taken down so swiftly. still... he rubs his palm beneath his eye almost expecting to catch moisture there, and wonders how he keeps forgetting that fragile scars are easy to pick apart.
at least he manages to sound steady when he speaks up again, keeping their pace matched for the moment.] I'll be fine from here. [he doesn't bother asking the same of her.]
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but his attention is still scattered and divided in a handful of different directions, which causes him to miss the relief that he might otherwise have noted. what he does notice is her being able to quickly and skillfully handle her own injury. there's a part of him that wants to ask how she managed it, but he's mostly just glad that the damage the void had done is fixable at all. the thought doesn't even occur to him that her arm returning is an irregularity in and of itself; the extent of her abilities that he had seen is something he holds close in his mind, but it had been equally natural for him to assume that anything eaten by the void would be lost.
he searches her briefly when she pulls up even with him, making certain that there isn't some other gaping hole he hadn't managed to catch sight of right away. when that doesn't seem to be the case, he shakes his head.]
Well enough. [would "embarrassing" be a good word to use in this situation? probably not, but it's what he feels, anyway. being a mental fortress is definitely not his strong point and it's humiliating that someone watched him get taken down so swiftly. still... he rubs his palm beneath his eye almost expecting to catch moisture there, and wonders how he keeps forgetting that fragile scars are easy to pick apart.
at least he manages to sound steady when he speaks up again, keeping their pace matched for the moment.] I'll be fine from here. [he doesn't bother asking the same of her.]