[ Actually, he supposes that's not really the important thing right now. He'll just... take that at face value. Sure. Stealing voices. He's run into weirder things. ]
Did he uh, did he hurt you or anythin' or just her?
[ Because he's kind of assuming someone got hurt, at least. It's hard not to press for more details in general. As far as he knows it was no huge secret that Azul had magic, so it can't just be that, right? ]
He did hurt her, and... he... came real close to hurting me.
[ Closer than she'd ever like to me. To give a more accurate detail, she pulls back from the hug, and creates a 'space' with her hands from her chest - trying to indicate how close she was from being skewered. ]
[ He's quiet for a moment, a few things flickering across his expression. Right off he's angry, because he likes Della. But that's the thing—he does understand anger, and hurting people, and not realising how terrible you are or what you've actually done until it's too late—
Not that he'd like Della to know any of that about him.
... He did. But that was WAY too close for comfort.
... Even so, I hate the fact... that he knows I was afraid of him in that moment. And that I didn't chase after him right away when he excused himself...
[ Could anyone really blame her? Too bad, she's blaming herself. ]
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[ Actually, he supposes that's not really the important thing right now. He'll just... take that at face value. Sure. Stealing voices. He's run into weirder things. ]
Did he uh, did he hurt you or anythin' or just her?
[ Because he's kind of assuming someone got hurt, at least. It's hard not to press for more details in general. As far as he knows it was no huge secret that Azul had magic, so it can't just be that, right? ]
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[ Closer than she'd ever like to me. To give a more accurate detail, she pulls back from the hug, and creates a 'space' with her hands from her chest - trying to indicate how close she was from being skewered. ]
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Not that he'd like Della to know any of that about him.
He tries to pick his words carefully. ]
Did he... stop himself?
[ Or was she just fast? ]
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... Even so, I hate the fact... that he knows I was afraid of him in that moment. And that I didn't chase after him right away when he excused himself...
[ Could anyone really blame her? Too bad, she's blaming herself. ]