[ He can tell something happens when he takes his hand, something Wrath is doing, because after a moment the cold doesn't seem so intense. His breathing evens out, and although he's still disgusted with what he did, he's not paralyzed by it. The reassurance helps to ease the rest of his tension. He knows Wrath wouldn't sugarcoat anything if he sensed otherwise, and he looks genuinely relieved to hear his assessment.
It was a close call, but for once not one he'll be paying for. Still, he'd meant to be doing him a favor and helping to get a weapon they could use against the Huntress, not nearly join her. He almost hates to ask. ]
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It was a close call, but for once not one he'll be paying for. Still, he'd meant to be doing him a favor and helping to get a weapon they could use against the Huntress, not nearly join her. He almost hates to ask. ]
Was there enough left to use?