[ while choso may be no expert at humans and their foibles, the set of Raidou’s shoulders and the aversion of his eyes speaks louder of the young summoner’s turmoil than mere words alone. so he listens, and he waits, stood back a pace to allow the young man his room to speak. ]
What danger do you mean? Has something happened?
[ blinking, he takes a step forward, arm held out as if to grasp at Raidou’s shoulder, but it’s the left, and the knotted end of an empty sleeve baps softly against the boy’s arm instead. ]
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What danger do you mean? Has something happened?
[ blinking, he takes a step forward, arm held out as if to grasp at Raidou’s shoulder, but it’s the left, and the knotted end of an empty sleeve baps softly against the boy’s arm instead. ]