Azrael
Relief spreads through them at the sight of Isla, bobbing their head in agreement as they hold their arm, offering a small wobbly smile. “Yeah… It’s…” They begin before they shake their head, dark curls reminiscent of Bastien’s bouncing around their crown. Once Isla invites them over, they’re quick to follow, to settle in the spare room as they hold their arm, a silver flush coating their cheeks of embarrassment. “I feel fine. My sensors are really loud and I didn’t want to heal myself…” They pause, a sapphire mixed with ochre gaze lifting to find Isla’s face. “I wasn’t sure if it would heal it wrong.”
As for what happened, well, they duck their head like the youth they still feel like in their heart, gaze dropping to the floor. “Uhm, I was in the Ruins and I was knocking down an old wall and I tried to catch one of the stones.” Their gaze remains on the floor, embarrassment keeping them from looking up. “I wasn’t thinking about it and then it crunched my arm and then I ran here.” Immediately.
As for what happened, well, they duck their head like the youth they still feel like in their heart, gaze dropping to the floor. “Uhm, I was in the Ruins and I was knocking down an old wall and I tried to catch one of the stones.” Their gaze remains on the floor, embarrassment keeping them from looking up. “I wasn’t thinking about it and then it crunched my arm and then I ran here.” Immediately.
lay you down, there's nothing to be scared of
all your fears are in the breeze
all your fears are in the breeze
