What?! Min-- why didn't you say anything? Are you--
[No, he's not okay, obviously, why on earth would he ask that right now? He cuts himself short, and doubles back to the first point.]
You should've told me. We're not supposed to keep things from each other anymore. I could've--
[Well. He couldn't have stopped it but he could have made efforts to make Min feel safer as they get back to normalcy. This time though, he's cut off by a weirdly sharp jab.]
Ow! Hey!
[It's the kind of yelp that comes from something more surprising than painful, like trying to train a puppy not to bite. Ryan grabs Min's wrist to pull his hand away and--
--and.
Freezes.
He stares.
His hands feel like they're shaking, but he keeps a tight grip. He slowly moves Min's hand up into his field of vision, so he can see what Ryan is seeing.
A clawed finger, with a small amount of milky paleblood on the end.]
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[No, he's not okay, obviously, why on earth would he ask that right now? He cuts himself short, and doubles back to the first point.]
You should've told me. We're not supposed to keep things from each other anymore. I could've--
[Well. He couldn't have stopped it but he could have made efforts to make Min feel safer as they get back to normalcy. This time though, he's cut off by a weirdly sharp jab.]
Ow! Hey!
[It's the kind of yelp that comes from something more surprising than painful, like trying to train a puppy not to bite. Ryan grabs Min's wrist to pull his hand away and--
--and.
Freezes.
He stares.
His hands feel like they're shaking, but he keeps a tight grip. He slowly moves Min's hand up into his field of vision, so he can see what Ryan is seeing.
A clawed finger, with a small amount of milky paleblood on the end.]
...We need to go home. Now.