You're--- [Rokuta stares, swaying back a little in open surprise, and while he might be a little warier now (there's a faint tingle of something, not quite the smell of blood, still lingering around the man) and there's briefly a deeper shadow gripping his ankle, Rokuta's not about to leave. He feels... okay, as far as he can tell, and he did help him.]
Wouldn't have guessed that much. [Scrunching his nose, Rokuta leans forward a little - and then has to catch himself on the back of the couch as he sways, paling a little. All right, he has to be more careful.]
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Wouldn't have guessed that much. [Scrunching his nose, Rokuta leans forward a little - and then has to catch himself on the back of the couch as he sways, paling a little. All right, he has to be more careful.]