Tox is confused by the stranger's determination, and further bewildered as he exclaims in pain.
"What happened? Don't— don't hurt yourself on my behalf," he urges. Why is he swearing to a goddess? That's blasphemous in and of itself, and Tox doesn't even know of any goddess that could be worshipped down here.
His body tenses up even more as the man touches his bed and the bandages on his face, his jaw clenching. It seems that the stranger wants to help him, but he can't help his instinct to brace for pain. He wants to ask who he is and what his intentions are, but he's in no position to demand answers. And soon, those questions seem to matter less, as warm energy flows into him, slowly soothing his tight aching muscles.
"Yes..." He's still on edge, because the stranger is still a stranger, and he said it might hurt, so he waits for the painful part, balling his hands into fists and willing himself to make no sound.
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Date: 2025-12-19 05:38 pm (UTC)From:"What happened? Don't— don't hurt yourself on my behalf," he urges. Why is he swearing to a goddess? That's blasphemous in and of itself, and Tox doesn't even know of any goddess that could be worshipped down here.
His body tenses up even more as the man touches his bed and the bandages on his face, his jaw clenching. It seems that the stranger wants to help him, but he can't help his instinct to brace for pain. He wants to ask who he is and what his intentions are, but he's in no position to demand answers. And soon, those questions seem to matter less, as warm energy flows into him, slowly soothing his tight aching muscles.
"Yes..." He's still on edge, because the stranger is still a stranger, and he said it might hurt, so he waits for the painful part, balling his hands into fists and willing himself to make no sound.