Something is wrong with the Initiate. Something is painfully, painfully wrong and for a moment his bloodpusher stops with his panic. He has to - he has to help him somehow, has to make him stop before he harms himself.
He shooshes him softly, voice wavering with fear and concern as he steps towards him. His hands are held out cautiously, and he's almost close enough to touch already. Brushing the Initiate's hair aside, he places his hands over the Initiate's larger ones, fingers over his knuckles as he keeps shooshing.
"It'll be okay - jutht...whatever they did to you, it will path."
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Oh, no.
Something is wrong with the Initiate. Something is painfully, painfully wrong and for a moment his bloodpusher stops with his panic. He has to - he has to help him somehow, has to make him stop before he harms himself.
He shooshes him softly, voice wavering with fear and concern as he steps towards him. His hands are held out cautiously, and he's almost close enough to touch already. Brushing the Initiate's hair aside, he places his hands over the Initiate's larger ones, fingers over his knuckles as he keeps shooshing.
"It'll be okay - jutht...whatever they did to you, it will path."