"youĀ didn'tĀ haveĀ to do allĀ thisĀ for me."
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ā ā ā š¤ įŖā * ā & since when were you my source of authority, Yingxing ? ā
ā ā ā ā ā * his words tease, pushing back against self - depreciation looking to push away assistance āāāā though Ashveil couldn't even begin to state how happy it made him seeing this smothered spark rise through murky depths of hatred for himself . he's been gone for a long time : sticking to seclusion of shadows under another name, but he hasn't forgotten a thing .
ā ā ā ā ā * ā i'm no seamstress, but i've had my ways around sewing up wounds . most of them were my own, but no better practice in my opinion . if anything, i feel like i should be scolding you, for taking that hit for me . ā bloodmoon eyes are downcast, reflecting light at the angle he sits beneath the veil of long, dark lashes . white glove cast aside, Blade's crimson gleams off silver prosthetics as his hands work deftly . it's incredible, how much care still lurks in the old wolf's heart, even after all this time .
ā ā ā ā ā * ā i'm a big boy, i can handle being a little roughed up . ā
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