SCARS BLEED GOLDEN / JOINING + INJURED

[SOLVEIG]

Solveig gathered herself to step closer to the stranger at his softly spoken words, her eyes lifting towards his own before she dipped her head softly in some form of greeting as she quietly surveyed his bruises and the injuries littering his body. Even at his sheepishness, and his smile, of which she did little to return at the present moment, too occupied with other matters, she kept his personal space to himself. He was tense, even despite his relative friendliness, and Solveig knew enough not to intrude on the silent distance he had walled between them. She gathered herself in a breath inwards, her gaze flickering over him as if she were drawing in every detail of his person within that glance; the way he held himself, the bruises, of course, down to his breathing and the way he spoke. Her paws shifted as she gathered herself to sit, poising herself as if to continue the conversation as her chin tilted up ever so slightly, but her head instead slowly turned at Caeser's approach.

And silence she kept to. Ceaser's rude introduction was met with little more than an exhale from the girl, but she would not be one to challenge his words, as much as she smothered the little flickering smile of amusement on her face at Ryuu's retort. Quiet, and still through the exchange, the only signs she had not turned into a statue, aside from her slight flickering of emotions across her face, was the steady rise and fall of her chest with her breathing. Their stranger, Ryuu as it was, wasn't exactly faring so well, was he? But his tongue had certainly lost no edge.

Her smirk only grew as Ryuu turned from Caesar to her, asking her alone for help instead of them. Subtle, but amusing. Even if being called 'Ma'am' made her ear flick, not from an insult, but an uncomfortableness to be addressed with a fond title that was often given out of respect.  She was quick to turn that smirk of hers into a gentle, soft smile upon her face, her gaze lifting back up towards Ryuu's as her violet hues traced over his calmly. "The Typhoon will certainly welcome you until you have recovered. You have given us no transgressions to cast you out otherwise- and unless Captain Pincher-" She cut short as Caeser intervened, exhaling slowly in a sigh as she was cast aside. Of course, she was used to it and provided no more reaction than that. And since Caeser was willing to believe she had no knowledge, she grit her teeth as he ran off. "It seems it has been assumed I cannot assist you. But he is right, you should rest. Whomever he fetches and deems more capable of assisting you will treat you well. Those bruises don't look too bad off. A bit of cleaning, and a bit of rest for you and I imagine you will be just fine, mister Ikurusaba..

There was a long pause as her gaze shifted to where Caeser had run off, her paws shifting ever so slightly before she put a small smile back on her face, softening her features despite whatever sharp irritation she felt. "I am Solveig. It is a pleasure to meet one such as you."

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