12-19-2019, 12:10 AM
[align=center][div style="width:70%; text-align: justify; padding: 1px; font-family: helvetica;"]It felt like Lemy had just blinked and suddenly there was a crowd around the three of them. His blank gaze flickered from animal to animal, observing their actions before he turned back to Rin. (Later on, he'd find it hilarious how Mistrim had stuck close to him--he thought he'd acted out enough to prevent that sort of thing from happening.) He would have gone to grab the plants Rin had requested of him, but it seemed someone had beat him to it.
Frankly, Lemy was more concerned by the contents of Rin's words than her injuries. He was glad Lavi (who he hadn't yet met) had asked why. "Well, they sure did a number on ya, Rinny," he simply said as he got closer and attempted to prop her up, making sure not to get in Playerone's way. He stayed silent for a beat as he processed his thoughts. "But, that means they didn't finish the job, right?" He asked patiently, tilting his head to the side in curiosity.
He tapped the snow rhythmically with his paw as he fell silent once more. Again, he spoke after a few moments, tone genial and nonaccusatory. "Which means, these gods are gonna keep coming after ya, right? And you led them right here? To where you live?" Rin could follow Playerone's instructions and ignore him; that was fine by him. He was simply saying what was on his mind; curated, more polite versions of his thoughts.
"Thanks for bringin' her here, by the way!" Lemy turned back to Eirny, gratitude coating every inch of his words. "I'm sure Oney here will take good care of her," he continued as he examined the stranger. She saved Rin's life, huh. How nice. She even sustained some injuries of her own, though she was clearly in better shape than the Magna.
Gods. How fucking nice. What were they supposed to do if another one tracked her down to finish the job? His thoughts ran a mile a minute, presenting outcomes that sent bile up his throat. What was he supposed to do? There was no--Lemy squashed those questions immediately, focusing on the situation at hand. He was going to get his answers somehow, either right now or when Rin wasn't busy coughing up her ribs.
Frankly, Lemy was more concerned by the contents of Rin's words than her injuries. He was glad Lavi (who he hadn't yet met) had asked why. "Well, they sure did a number on ya, Rinny," he simply said as he got closer and attempted to prop her up, making sure not to get in Playerone's way. He stayed silent for a beat as he processed his thoughts. "But, that means they didn't finish the job, right?" He asked patiently, tilting his head to the side in curiosity.
He tapped the snow rhythmically with his paw as he fell silent once more. Again, he spoke after a few moments, tone genial and nonaccusatory. "Which means, these gods are gonna keep coming after ya, right? And you led them right here? To where you live?" Rin could follow Playerone's instructions and ignore him; that was fine by him. He was simply saying what was on his mind; curated, more polite versions of his thoughts.
"Thanks for bringin' her here, by the way!" Lemy turned back to Eirny, gratitude coating every inch of his words. "I'm sure Oney here will take good care of her," he continued as he examined the stranger. She saved Rin's life, huh. How nice. She even sustained some injuries of her own, though she was clearly in better shape than the Magna.
Gods. How fucking nice. What were they supposed to do if another one tracked her down to finish the job? His thoughts ran a mile a minute, presenting outcomes that sent bile up his throat. What was he supposed to do? There was no--Lemy squashed those questions immediately, focusing on the situation at hand. He was going to get his answers somehow, either right now or when Rin wasn't busy coughing up her ribs.