[He watches her, his expression still that of a frigid rage until he finally sees her. How weak she is just then, legs barely keeping her upright.
Cursing to himself, he holsters the firearm and takes the sword in his now free hand, slides it into the scabbard between them - and then steps in and, with one swift move, slides an arm behind her knees, lifts Lapis up with a scowl.]
Don't argue, idiot.
[Time to get her into the dubious safety of her home, so he can check those wounds properly. ]
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Cursing to himself, he holsters the firearm and takes the sword in his now free hand, slides it into the scabbard between them - and then steps in and, with one swift move, slides an arm behind her knees, lifts Lapis up with a scowl.]
Don't argue, idiot.
[Time to get her into the dubious safety of her home, so he can check those wounds properly. ]