Okay, it all makes sense now. He looks away, a slight scowl on his face, the misfortune -- the bell of reminder continuing to ring like a ghost that haunts him and won't die. Ever more malevolently so. Nidhogg has never left him, always been at the corner of his mind, though the mocking turns, the begging to let him in have subsided in favour of a mere fellow presence, driving determination.
This place practically yearns to throw them back into their old, toxic days, and honestly, Estinien is having enough of it. He's tired. ]
Then, if it happens to be of suspicion, I trust you'll clear my name. At least, for that.
[ If his lance cuts show up on anyone else, that's a different problem. ]
Or otherwise, I pray you had someone else look over your injuries.
[ You know, on the off-chance Jiuqing dies (narrator voice: she did not), and it's Estinien Scapegoat Danger... 2. ]
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Okay, it all makes sense now. He looks away, a slight scowl on his face, the misfortune -- the bell of reminder continuing to ring like a ghost that haunts him and won't die. Ever more malevolently so. Nidhogg has never left him, always been at the corner of his mind, though the mocking turns, the begging to let him in have subsided in favour of a mere fellow presence, driving determination.
This place practically yearns to throw them back into their old, toxic days, and honestly, Estinien is having enough of it. He's tired. ]
Then, if it happens to be of suspicion, I trust you'll clear my name. At least, for that.
[ If his lance cuts show up on anyone else, that's a different problem. ]
Or otherwise, I pray you had someone else look over your injuries.
[ You know, on the off-chance Jiuqing dies (narrator voice: she did not), and it's Estinien Scapegoat Danger... 2. ]