[Rin doesn't jump at the sound of his voice. She freezes.]
...I'm fine.
[The response comes robotically, level and in control and her back to him.
She's not fine. Even if her distress wasn't palpable to him, the trembling in her legs and shoulders gives her away.
Still she tries. It's not whatever wound she has that must concern him, she knows; it seems too coincidental for Zaveid of all people to be here. She doesn't know what brought him, but it feels important to convince him it's not necessary.]
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...I'm fine.
[The response comes robotically, level and in control and her back to him.
She's not fine. Even if her distress wasn't palpable to him, the trembling in her legs and shoulders gives her away.
Still she tries. It's not whatever wound she has that must concern him, she knows; it seems too coincidental for Zaveid of all people to be here. She doesn't know what brought him, but it feels important to convince him it's not necessary.]
You can go. I don't need you here.