[ when she flies down, polaris' head snaps, he darts forward, though kaeya doesn't move, just keeps his eyes on rochalizo, using his interior shirt's sleeve to carefully wipe whatever's away from his chin, a soft blue flannel. a rage boils over inside of him, his posture tense and hunched. rochalΓzo's pulse is like a bird's, fast and frantic from the heaving, and he's never felt more helpless in his life. poisoned last night. ]
How? Who? Can you say?
[ his voice wavers as he shakes his head slowly, he'll try to look him in the eye. please look him in the eye. he needs you to look at him and tell him who did this to you.
polaris shifts in one great motion, a burst of white feathers that take flight and pounce downwards onto the sword. no. ]
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How? Who? Can you say?
[ his voice wavers as he shakes his head slowly, he'll try to look him in the eye. please look him in the eye. he needs you to look at him and tell him who did this to you.
polaris shifts in one great motion, a burst of white feathers that take flight and pounce downwards onto the sword. no. ]