[ the twist of her ankle catches his eye—and his frown deepens for a moment. that will need medical attention. when the lawachurl faces its defeat and crumples pathetically in the snow, scien steps forward—he moves lethargically on a good day, lazy as hell, but he'll catch eula by the waist just before she ends up entirely in the snow. for someone who spends most of his time indoors and focused on research, he still manages to take her weight as though she's as light as a feather
his multi-colored eyes look down at her, raising a brow. evaluating. ]
Is this already your limit?
[ because it would be too kind to say 'are you hurt' like a normal person ]
no subject
his multi-colored eyes look down at her, raising a brow. evaluating. ]
Is this already your limit?
[ because it would be too kind to say 'are you hurt' like a normal person ]