HARPER
All he can do is stand and watch, despairing, as the two commune through the bond of their souls, unable to really do much but give a grunt of surprise at Umbra's striking nose towards his arm. He is torn between obeying and letting the dragon get a better feel for him and his scent, which would hopefully put him at ease, and hiding the admittedly unpleasant sight from Seren. It seems he doesn't have much choice in the matter however, watching with wide eyes as Umbra - newly named - shoves at Seren and then takes off into the sky as if he'd never been. Harper reaches out with his good arm to steady her as she rises back to her feet, a concerned look creasing his dark full brows.
"No, no he didn't hurt me. I'm sure he was just worried. Is he okay?" Quick to come to Umbra's defense, and more than willing to downplay his own emotions if it meant smoothing over the bumps he'd unwittingly caused between the two. Though Seren's concern is appreciated, Harper still hesitates, eyes flickering uncertainly.
"I'm sure it doesn't look too pretty, I don't want to make you look at it." Ruin any of her innocence with shredded flesh and rope burn, blood and gore. "I'm a good field medic, remember?" He gives a playful smile, trying to turn around her emotional state even this late in the game when he has done nothing but make it worse it feels. "We're not far from the Society anyway, I'm sure even though it's not fixed up there'll be someone there to help. It's not too bad." Hopefully the assurance would help settle Seren, put her off the scent so to speak.
"No, no he didn't hurt me. I'm sure he was just worried. Is he okay?" Quick to come to Umbra's defense, and more than willing to downplay his own emotions if it meant smoothing over the bumps he'd unwittingly caused between the two. Though Seren's concern is appreciated, Harper still hesitates, eyes flickering uncertainly.
"I'm sure it doesn't look too pretty, I don't want to make you look at it." Ruin any of her innocence with shredded flesh and rope burn, blood and gore. "I'm a good field medic, remember?" He gives a playful smile, trying to turn around her emotional state even this late in the game when he has done nothing but make it worse it feels. "We're not far from the Society anyway, I'm sure even though it's not fixed up there'll be someone there to help. It's not too bad." Hopefully the assurance would help settle Seren, put her off the scent so to speak.
if brokenness is a form of art
I must be a poster child prodigy
I must be a poster child prodigy
