Tantrums, right. It's not like it's anything important.
[The words are low and muttered under his breath. He does unsummon his spear, though. Of course, it is more so she won't cut herself than for his own safety. Once the spear is gone, instead of speaking, he moves faster than the eye can see to gather her into his arms. Before she can complain, he's off dashing up the stairs and to her room.
It takes only a short time to make it there and once they have arrived, he sets her down in front of the door, nodding stiffly and then turning to walk away. He doesn't really want to talk anymore because he doesn't trust himself to not make her pain worse just because he's hurting so much himself.
It's better this way. He can apologize later, once he has himself under control again.]
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[The words are low and muttered under his breath. He does unsummon his spear, though. Of course, it is more so she won't cut herself than for his own safety. Once the spear is gone, instead of speaking, he moves faster than the eye can see to gather her into his arms. Before she can complain, he's off dashing up the stairs and to her room.
It takes only a short time to make it there and once they have arrived, he sets her down in front of the door, nodding stiffly and then turning to walk away. He doesn't really want to talk anymore because he doesn't trust himself to not make her pain worse just because he's hurting so much himself.
It's better this way. He can apologize later, once he has himself under control again.]