"Shh," Richtofen said as he put a finger to Nesir's lips. On anyone else, it might have been touching, but on Richtofen, it just came off as joking and condescending. That's how he intended it, though, so it all worked out. "Just leave everything to me. I'll make sure that your candy does not go to waste."

Clearly, that's the most important issue here. Richtofen moved his hand away from Nesir's face so that he could scoop up more of her candy.

"Oh, it's a bit bloody," he muttered, plucking one piece out of a pool of Nesir's blood. "Ah, well. It'll work just fine, I'm sure."