Wrath is already looking at Emilia when her gaze moves to him. He sees so much written in her eyes, feels her emotions - in sharp waves that make his chest ache, because its hers. This moment hangs heavy between them, and he does not say anything, but does imperceptibly slip his fingers up against her neck (in the place where his symbol of protection still lies) in quiet reassurance.
She always has the right to choose, and she does not have to come with. It doesn't take away from her strength. He nods as if in confirmation: he will see her in an hour.
Then he moves from her side toward Five who surprised him with his decision to join him. He stalks through the darkness with the body language of the predator that he is, not allowing himself to look back. As they get closer to the house in question, he finally speaks again.
"If you can teleport me into the room he is at, it will avoid unnecessary bloodshed." He's certain the man has guards.
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She always has the right to choose, and she does not have to come with. It doesn't take away from her strength. He nods as if in confirmation: he will see her in an hour.
Then he moves from her side toward Five who surprised him with his decision to join him. He stalks through the darkness with the body language of the predator that he is, not allowing himself to look back. As they get closer to the house in question, he finally speaks again.
"If you can teleport me into the room he is at, it will avoid unnecessary bloodshed." He's certain the man has guards.