[ Bruno trails in after the rest but lingers further out, squinting hard at the Western wizards, especially Urianger. Seeing him like that in Jing Yuan's arms has his heart in his throat, afraid for his friend, but, for once, he doesn't go running in to try and foist healing upon anyone.
No, he's noticing a distinct lack of something.
Something that has his gaze snap directly to Khun as he tries to leave to go change his shirt, yeah, I saw that tag, you don't get to escape that easy, not-so-little man. ]
Khun?
[ He steps in to intercept, baffled at first, and he switches to Spanish for the sake of privacy. For now. ]
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No, he's noticing a distinct lack of something.
Something that has his gaze snap directly to Khun as he tries to leave to go change his shirt, yeah, I saw that tag, you don't get to escape that easy, not-so-little man. ]
Khun?
[ He steps in to intercept, baffled at first, and he switches to Spanish for the sake of privacy. For now. ]
Where are the matches, Khun?