_{[Emil can't help but make a face at the mention of the shade but it quickly settles back into something more neutral. His fingers slowly slide down her arm until his little fingers find hers, wrapping around the digits to give them a squeeze. It's a small reassurance and to ground her. He can only imagine how many thoughts are whirring through her head right now.]}

I'm sorry that happened, Miss, but it was a mistake. Kaine didn't mean to - she wouldn't target another person without a good reason to. Everyone makes mistakes.

_{[Lord only knows how many he's made, personally. So, so many mistakes, all of them immortalized in stone-]}

And maybe all of this seems like a bit much, but words can be powerful and cut just as deep as a sword can once they're thrown someone's way.

_{[Metaphors aside, there was power in words, magic even. That was something they had all come to learn. He grips Kaine's hand tighter.]}

So please, no more fighting, okay?