[ Seeing Solomon like this causes his heart for a moment to stop, but logic wins the day even if his mind immediately jumps to the worst conclusion for a single second. All that blood, all those wounds, and he can't help but think the worst. Because why else would anything good come of it? Will he hear that laugh again or will he be consigned to die right here?
(Maybe, just maybe, he had seen the bloodied cloak earlier. Maybe, just maybe, he hadn't been able to say anything for once.
He lamented his inability to do anything, prepared for the worst then, as he had always previous. Time and time again, he ended up being in a position to not be there when he was needed most.
A walk in the courtyard had seemed like running, but he had resigned himself to losing whatever what might have been in a single moment because that is how it is with him. To lose what he might have had; to be too late. But now...)
But now...it's different, he heads forward towards him. ]
...Solomon.
[ Whatever words he is going to say are otherwise left unsaid, for but a moment. He struggles to come up with a coherent response, and even if he isn't a healer, he will try to send something along to help. Even if marginally, because if he stands here and does nothing he might actually lose his mind...just a little.
But he is glad Malice is safe as well, so he directs his question also to him, after giving him a proper once over: ]
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(Maybe, just maybe, he had seen the bloodied cloak earlier. Maybe, just maybe, he hadn't been able to say anything for once.
He lamented his inability to do anything, prepared for the worst then, as he had always previous. Time and time again, he ended up being in a position to not be there when he was needed most.
A walk in the courtyard had seemed like running, but he had resigned himself to losing whatever what might have been in a single moment because that is how it is with him. To lose what he might have had; to be too late. But now...)
But now...it's different, he heads forward towards him. ]
...Solomon.
[ Whatever words he is going to say are otherwise left unsaid, for but a moment. He struggles to come up with a coherent response, and even if he isn't a healer, he will try to send something along to help. Even if marginally, because if he stands here and does nothing he might actually lose his mind...just a little.
But he is glad Malice is safe as well, so he directs his question also to him, after giving him a proper once over: ]
What dangers resulted in this?