[She could notice that, his sword form was infected. At least those vines don't look at all normal. But that was the least of her worries for now. It was just a glance, one that she thought was strange, but didn't put much thought into it until he tried to back away, hand covering his face.
The trails of blood that still marked his face gave it away.
She marches forward, quickening her pace so that she can reach him. Vietnam fears nothing. She's been through a lot. And so it was not going to stop her from extending her hands out so she can try to pry his hand away from his face, should she be able to touch him.]
You need not be sorry. Something is wrong, please tell me.
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The trails of blood that still marked his face gave it away.
She marches forward, quickening her pace so that she can reach him. Vietnam fears nothing. She's been through a lot. And so it was not going to stop her from extending her hands out so she can try to pry his hand away from his face, should she be able to touch him.]
You need not be sorry. Something is wrong, please tell me.