[She takes the offered hand, holding it unusually gently while she attaches the blastia around his wrist.
But she pauses and...isn't actually sure how to answer his question all of a sudden. There's the part of her that knows better, that blastia aren't sentient or thinking, and the part of her that's still so accustomed to treating them like they are.] It's...he's...
no subject
But she pauses and...isn't actually sure how to answer his question all of a sudden. There's the part of her that knows better, that blastia aren't sentient or thinking, and the part of her that's still so accustomed to treating them like they are.] It's...he's...
--Just treat him properly, okay?