[But no matter what you do, what (mask) you wear, how you're perceived, or what you're made of, none of that changes who someone is fundamentally at their core. She understands that, and what it means to walk in the world's shadow. Everyone's got their own reasons and feelings over what they got to do, naturally, but when push comes to shove...
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Well then, you mustn't strain yourself again in the future! Still, you should go see a Blood Minister to be on the safe side. I don't know a reputable one myself, unfortunately, but you should have your condition looked at as soon as possible. [She's openly frowning now, watching him with careful concern and not quite able to keep the mildly admonishing tone out of her voice.]
Please don't apologize, you haven't done anything like that at all. You were trying to help, and you had no idea this could happen. Where do you live, Ichimonji-san? I'll take you home.
[The aloof guise from before completely abandoned, she's now actively fretting over him as if she simply came across him injured, the details of their earlier circumstances completely cast aside when he's sporting such a nasty splatter at the front of his shirt. ...Is it dissolving the material? Vileblood does supposedly have potent toxic abilities, but she wouldn't be able to say for sure when her limited firsthand experience only involves her own type. Either way, she's certainly not going to just leave him there, and he's got another thing coming if he's hoping to wave her off and head back on his own.]
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Well then, you mustn't strain yourself again in the future! Still, you should go see a Blood Minister to be on the safe side. I don't know a reputable one myself, unfortunately, but you should have your condition looked at as soon as possible. [She's openly frowning now, watching him with careful concern and not quite able to keep the mildly admonishing tone out of her voice.]
Please don't apologize, you haven't done anything like that at all. You were trying to help, and you had no idea this could happen. Where do you live, Ichimonji-san? I'll take you home.
[The aloof guise from before completely abandoned, she's now actively fretting over him as if she simply came across him injured, the details of their earlier circumstances completely cast aside when he's sporting such a nasty splatter at the front of his shirt. ...Is it dissolving the material? Vileblood does supposedly have potent toxic abilities, but she wouldn't be able to say for sure when her limited firsthand experience only involves her own type. Either way, she's certainly not going to just leave him there, and he's got another thing coming if he's hoping to wave her off and head back on his own.]