[It's only mention of blood that sobers his thoughts. Shit. Shit. He knows better.
He doesn't let go. He only takes a step back, hands still on Sypha's sides, careful to lead her into the house. There's none of his blood smeared on his robes, so this is fine. She's fine, there's no danger, he just has to get bandages from the bathroom and fix the problem then everything will be well.
It means Sypha can see the horrible mix of utter joy and total depression on his face. How they manage to exist at the same time is a question for the ages, one no one wants an answer to. New on his face is relief. Relief that she's here, that she's willing to do any of this that...
...that seriously, he needs to not be bleeding in his own hallway.]
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He doesn't let go. He only takes a step back, hands still on Sypha's sides, careful to lead her into the house. There's none of his blood smeared on his robes, so this is fine. She's fine, there's no danger, he just has to get bandages from the bathroom and fix the problem then everything will be well.
It means Sypha can see the horrible mix of utter joy and total depression on his face. How they manage to exist at the same time is a question for the ages, one no one wants an answer to. New on his face is relief. Relief that she's here, that she's willing to do any of this that...
...that seriously, he needs to not be bleeding in his own hallway.]
I'll...be right back.