[ she hears the familiar footsteps (the limp, and the sound of the cane) as matthias heals her arm . . . and inej glances over, past nina and matthias, to see kaz approach. he looks . . . suitably terrible, but stubbornly put together. and present, which is more than inej expected, truth be told.
her eyes meet his, and there's a message, there: you should sit. but inej doesn't say it out loud. instead, she stands, graceful as ever, freeing up the place she was sitting if kaz wants it, under the pretense of approaching him, her tone neutral: ]
The power works.
[ as she moves toward him, offering her arm to show. not expecting anything outside of a casual glance, but all the same. and, as she glances over at matthias, she offers a faint smile: ]
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her eyes meet his, and there's a message, there: you should sit. but inej doesn't say it out loud. instead, she stands, graceful as ever, freeing up the place she was sitting if kaz wants it, under the pretense of approaching him, her tone neutral: ]
The power works.
[ as she moves toward him, offering her arm to show. not expecting anything outside of a casual glance, but all the same. and, as she glances over at matthias, she offers a faint smile: ]
You did well, Matthias.