[ Uaa, guess he's being treated then. He gives Viktor a somewhat contrite look, before accepting the offered cup and taking a reluctant sip. It isn't so much water he needs but he does know better than to argue... ]
My sword only cuts the corruption in people. [ The "evil". It's a bit broader than that. ] There shouldn't be any problem from that, but... it's a big shock, certainly. Becoming a beast, and then that. Everyone seems to react differently. [ Which is to say... he doesn't really know.
He sways slightly for a moment though, putting the cup of water aside and resting his good hand against his skull. Aaa... it's hammering. The trails of his cloak are still twisting as well, restless, and his eye hasn't calmed down. ]
Just a... moment. [ Concentrating is hard. But he presses his right hand against his chest then, closing his eyes. It looks peaceable, like someone might look when they're praying -- except there's a small pulse of light that radiates throughout him. Gentle-feeling and peaceable. A wave that blows his hair for a moment like a sudden breeze -- and his eye calms. Returning once again to its normal pale grey, and the rustling of his cloak settles down, though he drops his invocation a moment later as well. The entirety of the glimmering cloak -- it winks out like someone switched off the light, dissipating in a faint shimmering of snowflake-like shards of light. ]
Whatever kind of beast she became... [ he breathes out, rubbing for a moment at the skin by where he was bitten ] ...doing something like that, it's gross.
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My sword only cuts the corruption in people. [ The "evil". It's a bit broader than that. ] There shouldn't be any problem from that, but... it's a big shock, certainly. Becoming a beast, and then that. Everyone seems to react differently. [ Which is to say... he doesn't really know.
He sways slightly for a moment though, putting the cup of water aside and resting his good hand against his skull. Aaa... it's hammering. The trails of his cloak are still twisting as well, restless, and his eye hasn't calmed down. ]
Just a... moment. [ Concentrating is hard. But he presses his right hand against his chest then, closing his eyes. It looks peaceable, like someone might look when they're praying -- except there's a small pulse of light that radiates throughout him. Gentle-feeling and peaceable. A wave that blows his hair for a moment like a sudden breeze -- and his eye calms. Returning once again to its normal pale grey, and the rustling of his cloak settles down, though he drops his invocation a moment later as well. The entirety of the glimmering cloak -- it winks out like someone switched off the light, dissipating in a faint shimmering of snowflake-like shards of light. ]
Whatever kind of beast she became... [ he breathes out, rubbing for a moment at the skin by where he was bitten ] ...doing something like that, it's gross.