[For Rose's sake Takame allows such injury, he would refuse to allow her to blame herself. The way the light hit his aether sensitive eyes made the sluggish return to the waking world that much more taxing. Every time he tried to lift his body it would protest in the form of pain shooting from his back and up and down the rest of his body like a levin bolt. A sensation of vertigo plagued him every time he turned his neck so much as an ilm.
And yet in his mind was the pervasive thought of "You must leave."
He could remember why, in his reflexive combativeness during an encounter with that... phantom of sorts he broke Rose's wrist. Of course he couldn't stay after that.
His eyes adjusted enough to the light that he shifted his gaze towards the door... where he saw a very unhappy Miqo'te woman staring daggers at him with good reason. And a feeling of crushing guilt overtook him.]
maybe we should have compiled all these better but eh
And yet in his mind was the pervasive thought of "You must leave."
He could remember why, in his reflexive combativeness during an encounter with that... phantom of sorts he broke Rose's wrist. Of course he couldn't stay after that.
His eyes adjusted enough to the light that he shifted his gaze towards the door... where he saw a very unhappy Miqo'te woman staring daggers at him with good reason. And a feeling of crushing guilt overtook him.]
... Nh.