[He simply stares down at the body silently, even as Ryoji leans closer, holding him up.
And he closes his eyes and takes a deep, silent breath. He has to be strong. For Ryoji. He can do that...surely.
...why. Why why why why why. Why can't he successfully save her?]
...I don't know.
[Why did she have to die? Why did this happen? He doesn't know.
...But there are more pressing concerns, not that he has to force Ryoji to stir for this. After his...failure with Vriska, of course, he pauses, staring down at the silvery Evoker, smeared with black and blue blood already. ...Can he even really help Ryoji? Not as much as he'd like to; sometimes it is...so clear how little he can do.
But what he can do he will. And so, still supporting the other, arm still around Ryoji's shoulder, he lifts the Evoker again, firing without hesitation, calling on Hariti again to cast Diarahan on Ryoji.
He...can only hope it will help even that little bit. That's...all he can really ask.]
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And he closes his eyes and takes a deep, silent breath. He has to be strong. For Ryoji. He can do that...surely.
...why. Why why why why why. Why can't he successfully save her?]
...I don't know.
[Why did she have to die? Why did this happen? He doesn't know.
...But there are more pressing concerns, not that he has to force Ryoji to stir for this. After his...failure with Vriska, of course, he pauses, staring down at the silvery Evoker, smeared with black and blue blood already. ...Can he even really help Ryoji? Not as much as he'd like to; sometimes it is...so clear how little he can do.
But what he can do he will. And so, still supporting the other, arm still around Ryoji's shoulder, he lifts the Evoker again, firing without hesitation, calling on Hariti again to cast Diarahan on Ryoji.
He...can only hope it will help even that little bit. That's...all he can really ask.]