( He is... lifted. Raised. Gently but unapologetically transferred, like a bulked good.
Were he unwounded, he might deign to react in ways more artful and diplomatic than the flurry of arrested, fruitless kicks and squirms he delivers in thin air. But he is a target, this much is plain. The dead come for him, and in the end he concedes, restful and unmoved by the time Wrath delivers him to the pier.
He even yields enough to wipe the flat of his palm against the robes Wei Ying had wished untouchable, and accepts the shard in his grasp, unwavering. Then, raspy, as if it is ripped from him: )
You might have trusted me.
( Not... that there is a whiff of resentment over this incident. )
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( He is... lifted. Raised. Gently but unapologetically transferred, like a bulked good.
Were he unwounded, he might deign to react in ways more artful and diplomatic than the flurry of arrested, fruitless kicks and squirms he delivers in thin air. But he is a target, this much is plain. The dead come for him, and in the end he concedes, restful and unmoved by the time Wrath delivers him to the pier.
He even yields enough to wipe the flat of his palm against the robes Wei Ying had wished untouchable, and accepts the shard in his grasp, unwavering. Then, raspy, as if it is ripped from him: )
You might have trusted me.
( Not... that there is a whiff of resentment over this incident. )