[ Five doesn't make any further commentary once Wrath draws his blood; the sting of pain barely causes a reaction at all from him. He watches the blood drip, and lets him wrap his hand afterward, then lies back at his request.
He's still breathing evenly when the candles grow brighter, and even unmoving, he can see Emilia from the edge of his vision as she seems to be drawing light between her hands. To 'cleanse' him. A word he's used to hearing from someone else, though he never had proof that it did him any good. He has higher expectations of Emilia, so maybe it will this time, even if he doesn't feel it.
Their magic is foreign to him, but he does wonder if they still plan to keep the shard. Maybe she means to catch it once Wrath draws it out of him, however that works with something that's likely intangible in its current state.
Not that it's anything he needs to worry about right now, and he's not, despite the way his hands grip into fists at his side. Emptying the shard on the train is a recent memory, and the slight pain in his palm is nothing compared to what was drawn out of him then. It hasn't absorbed as much in the time since, but he's prepared for it not being a pleasant sensation. If he focuses, maybe he can manage the same lack of reaction, for Allison's sake.
He'll find out soon enough. One last time. He tilts his chin up to turn his attention back to Wrath, offering up no objection to what he's already warned is coming next. All he has to do is wait and allow him to work, then it'll be over, one way or another. ]
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He's still breathing evenly when the candles grow brighter, and even unmoving, he can see Emilia from the edge of his vision as she seems to be drawing light between her hands. To 'cleanse' him. A word he's used to hearing from someone else, though he never had proof that it did him any good. He has higher expectations of Emilia, so maybe it will this time, even if he doesn't feel it.
Their magic is foreign to him, but he does wonder if they still plan to keep the shard. Maybe she means to catch it once Wrath draws it out of him, however that works with something that's likely intangible in its current state.
Not that it's anything he needs to worry about right now, and he's not, despite the way his hands grip into fists at his side. Emptying the shard on the train is a recent memory, and the slight pain in his palm is nothing compared to what was drawn out of him then. It hasn't absorbed as much in the time since, but he's prepared for it not being a pleasant sensation. If he focuses, maybe he can manage the same lack of reaction, for Allison's sake.
He'll find out soon enough. One last time. He tilts his chin up to turn his attention back to Wrath, offering up no objection to what he's already warned is coming next. All he has to do is wait and allow him to work, then it'll be over, one way or another. ]