[To be fair, Chuuya would act much the same way if he were the one injured. He has, in fact; getting his shit kicked in by a mind-controlled demon didn’t stop him from insisting that he was fine. Even when he was coughing blood, it was perfectly fine...
Well shit. He can’t really blame the guy for wanting to continue.]
Fine. Here.
[Chuuya plucks a clean handkerchief from his pants pocket and tosses it at Rohan.]
Wipe your face and we’ll keep going.
[Which Chuuya is already doing as he takes the horse’s reins and leads it in a specific direction.
The thing is he has no idea where he’s going, but shh.]
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Well shit. He can’t really blame the guy for wanting to continue.]
Fine. Here.
[Chuuya plucks a clean handkerchief from his pants pocket and tosses it at Rohan.]
Wipe your face and we’ll keep going.
[Which Chuuya is already doing as he takes the horse’s reins and leads it in a specific direction.
The thing is he has no idea where he’s going, but shh.]