Koltira was the only individual besides the Servants that Masamune felt true reason for caution against and that sense hasn't dulled despite not putting it behind him.
Clicking his tongue, Masamune considers options on what he can and can't do, and equally what he can and can't offer. He doesn't really want to get involved, had thought maybe this was under control in some manner with someone or someones, but now he can't really keep on that path. ]
He is very strong. [ He offers her a small ruffle of her hair gently in comfort. ] You and no one else, as far as I know. But, things are sometimes better and more easily prevented than they are cured once in motion. I'll talk to him.
[ He feels a little listless as he says it, but he is sincere. He rather liked the other but that's just one more reason to stay away. He's tired of watching the world he builds in this place continuously disappearing around him. If he stays away maybe things will keep stable for everyone else without the disruption. ]
But, listen. You saved him from having to bear the guilt of having your blood on his hands, so it's something. [ let's ignore the fact she never should have been around him for the possibility-- ] You can't save the world by yourself, Sieglinde. It doesn't work that way.
[ He says it so... sadly, as if he doesn't want to admit it himself. ] Koltira will be fine. You need to worry about yourself for now. You'll have your chance to help him at another point.
[ For him, he's just doing his best to ignore that she could have died and how he in turn would have reacted to that. Even just the fleeting thought prompts him to move his hand from her head so he can scoop her up to hug her to him. ]
[Why can't she? Why can't she save the whole world, if she tries hard enough? If she applied herself, if she studied and studied and studied-
Why couldn't it be enough? Perhaps it was strange for a girl her age to so desperately wish to place the world on her shoulders, but she would not know- she'd never been normal, never been allowed to be, and it seems so much her fault, that she couldn't have figured out how to prevent his frenzy before it happened.]
Isengrim got hurt for me- And other people might now, too-
[Masamune offers her an embrace to collapse into, though, and she can't help but take it, her wails muffled in his shoulder, bloody hands grasping to wrap her arms around his neck.]
[ If seeing her cry about anything didn't make him feel unsettled or the circumstances did not result in her dog almost getting killed, Masamune thinks he might have laughed because the fact she really thinks any of this is just...! ]
Sieglinde, what makes you feel you're weak? Because Isengrim protected you? Because you don't have a way to help Koltira, right now?
[ He asks gently, conscience of focusing mainly on holding her and offering some unconditional comfort and safety.
Of course, even if she apologizing, anyone who gets attacked needs to feel safe with someone and he knows that is more important than asking her philosophical questions over things she has no reason to be feeling-- childish thoughts on what they should be able to do and not but with adult levels of weight on responsibly And the consequences of failure. ]
[That was the thing, wasn't it? Whether she truly was responsible for those things or not... she believed she was. And it wasn't child's play, despite her age, or her size, and the consequences, well.
The blood on her dress was of natives, perhaps bandits, unlucky enough to have run in to the blood frenzied elf. As for how their fellow recruits would fare...]
I should have found a cure sooner-
[She didn't speak much about her projects done on behalf of other members, respecting their privacy enough for that, but. Masamune has likely still seen her handling... more blood samples than usual, since their last Oska stay.]
I found something, but I thought I had more time-
[And now Isengrim was hurt, and who knew who might die if they ran into Koltira now? She'd had her spells to buy her time, at least, but magic was ineffective against the death knight, and physical, as well...
This was what could happen, if she slacked off. If she let herself get comfortable. If she stopped focusing.]
[ He's felt like this before himself, but less over other people being injured or someone else hurting and more merely wishing not to disappoint someone.
However, this is a situation that is tough to soothe when the truth only makes her more upset. He's never really been into blatant lying for better results, either.
He takes a moment to look around now before answering her, stilling his hand on her head. ]
[At first she only manages to get out the noise in the affirmative, trying a valiant best to choke back tears and not just give in to sobs, not wanting to feel even weaker or more helpless than she already did. Shook her head, half undone style flying everywhere as Isengrim let out a low exhale, shifting where he lay panting shallowly on the ground.]
He let me take samples- before-
[Before he'd vanished. Before he'd suddenly returned, and made that post on the network... Before he had lost himself.]
I wanted one while he was in the frenzy- comparing them should make isolating the cause easier-
[She knows it might sound foolish now, after what had happened, to risk one's safety for something like that... But she hadn't planned on running into him, merely following in his wake. But she fishes a vial from her pouch, withdrawing from Masamune's shoulder just enough to look at it, viscous blood sloshing about in the glass as she tries to wipe her eyes.]
[ ...sounds like a stupid hypothesis to him and he doesn't really get why she couldn't use some on clothes or pieces... but whatever he doesn't find much logic in telling women why they make bad decisions. The more obvious it is they did something dumb the more berating them for it seems further pointless. ]
Maybe next time you do something dangerous you should ask for some help to make sure thus sort of thing doesn't happen again, OK?
[He doesn't need to say it. She doesn't bother to defend it. She hadn't planned on encountering the man at all- merely following in his wake and hoping to find a splash of his blood still liquid enough to bottle, even if it would be contaminated by dirt or cloth, but.
Isengrim covered ground quickly on this planet compared to the last, and they'd caught up before she realized.
Put herself in harm's way. Been reminded of how weak she was. (If she still couldn't defend herself, if she still proved so goddamn helpless... Why had she unbound her feet in the first place?)]
I will-
[Is all Sieglinde can say, barely audible with how she's pressing her face into the rapidly dampening cloth at his shoulder.]
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Koltira was the only individual besides the Servants that Masamune felt true reason for caution against and that sense hasn't dulled despite not putting it behind him.
Clicking his tongue, Masamune considers options on what he can and can't do, and equally what he can and can't offer. He doesn't really want to get involved, had thought maybe this was under control in some manner with someone or someones, but now he can't really keep on that path. ]
He is very strong. [ He offers her a small ruffle of her hair gently in comfort. ] You and no one else, as far as I know. But, things are sometimes better and more easily prevented than they are cured once in motion. I'll talk to him.
[ He feels a little listless as he says it, but he is sincere. He rather liked the other but that's just one more reason to stay away. He's tired of watching the world he builds in this place continuously disappearing around him. If he stays away maybe things will keep stable for everyone else without the disruption. ]
But, listen. You saved him from having to bear the guilt of having your blood on his hands, so it's something. [ let's ignore the fact she never should have been around him for the possibility-- ] You can't save the world by yourself, Sieglinde. It doesn't work that way.
[ He says it so... sadly, as if he doesn't want to admit it himself. ] Koltira will be fine. You need to worry about yourself for now. You'll have your chance to help him at another point.
[ For him, he's just doing his best to ignore that she could have died and how he in turn would have reacted to that. Even just the fleeting thought prompts him to move his hand from her head so he can scoop her up to hug her to him. ]
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Why couldn't it be enough? Perhaps it was strange for a girl her age to so desperately wish to place the world on her shoulders, but she would not know- she'd never been normal, never been allowed to be, and it seems so much her fault, that she couldn't have figured out how to prevent his frenzy before it happened.]
Isengrim got hurt for me- And other people might now, too-
[Masamune offers her an embrace to collapse into, though, and she can't help but take it, her wails muffled in his shoulder, bloody hands grasping to wrap her arms around his neck.]
I am sorry-
[She is, she truly is-]
I am sorry I am so weak-
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Sieglinde, what makes you feel you're weak? Because Isengrim protected you? Because you don't have a way to help Koltira, right now?
[ He asks gently, conscience of focusing mainly on holding her and offering some unconditional comfort and safety.
Of course, even if she apologizing, anyone who gets attacked needs to feel safe with someone and he knows that is more important than asking her philosophical questions over things she has no reason to be feeling-- childish thoughts on what they should be able to do and not but with adult levels of weight on responsibly And the consequences of failure. ]
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The blood on her dress was of natives, perhaps bandits, unlucky enough to have run in to the blood frenzied elf. As for how their fellow recruits would fare...]
I should have found a cure sooner-
[She didn't speak much about her projects done on behalf of other members, respecting their privacy enough for that, but. Masamune has likely still seen her handling... more blood samples than usual, since their last Oska stay.]
I found something, but I thought I had more time-
[And now Isengrim was hurt, and who knew who might die if they ran into Koltira now? She'd had her spells to buy her time, at least, but magic was ineffective against the death knight, and physical, as well...
This was what could happen, if she slacked off. If she let herself get comfortable. If she stopped focusing.]
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However, this is a situation that is tough to soothe when the truth only makes her more upset. He's never really been into blatant lying for better results, either.
He takes a moment to look around now before answering her, stilling his hand on her head. ]
Koltira knows what you're doing?
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[At first she only manages to get out the noise in the affirmative, trying a valiant best to choke back tears and not just give in to sobs, not wanting to feel even weaker or more helpless than she already did. Shook her head, half undone style flying everywhere as Isengrim let out a low exhale, shifting where he lay panting shallowly on the ground.]
He let me take samples- before-
[Before he'd vanished. Before he'd suddenly returned, and made that post on the network... Before he had lost himself.]
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[She knows it might sound foolish now, after what had happened, to risk one's safety for something like that... But she hadn't planned on running into him, merely following in his wake. But she fishes a vial from her pouch, withdrawing from Masamune's shoulder just enough to look at it, viscous blood sloshing about in the glass as she tries to wipe her eyes.]
... I got it.
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Maybe next time you do something dangerous you should ask for some help to make sure thus sort of thing doesn't happen again, OK?
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Isengrim covered ground quickly on this planet compared to the last, and they'd caught up before she realized.
Put herself in harm's way. Been reminded of how weak she was. (If she still couldn't defend herself, if she still proved so goddamn helpless... Why had she unbound her feet in the first place?)]
I will-
[Is all Sieglinde can say, barely audible with how she's pressing her face into the rapidly dampening cloth at his shoulder.]