[The first thing Rose might see in front of her is Takame with a deadly look in his eyes, though gone fast enough that one could mistake it for a trick of the light.
Intent to harm disappeared like someone flipping a switch when he saw Rose's eyes return to normal, heard the tone of her voice with her normal, characteristic bite rather than the playfully hostile condescension of whatever was possessing her just a moment ago.
But he still didn't let his guard down. He didn't get up, let go of her arm, or cease preparation for an assault. He choked down the sense of relief seeing her return to normal, he couldn't afford to feel that. And he didn't deserve to either.
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Intent to harm disappeared like someone flipping a switch when he saw Rose's eyes return to normal, heard the tone of her voice with her normal, characteristic bite rather than the playfully hostile condescension of whatever was possessing her just a moment ago.
But he still didn't let his guard down. He didn't get up, let go of her arm, or cease preparation for an assault. He choked down the sense of relief seeing her return to normal, he couldn't afford to feel that. And he didn't deserve to either.
If it was her, though...]
Rose? Is that you?