She eyed him critically as he stood and adjusted himself, even more wary than when they had come in. She reached out to lightly touch some of the youma's feathers, and when it leaned into the touch, she did feel a small bit of happiness despite the entire ordeal. She did find one, and it had worked with her.
"I vill look as smug as I vant!" She shot back. "It kicked your a**!" Her expression did soften a tad though, because he did look and sound tired. Far worse than usual, and over time she was able to see how gradual it was.
How worse it was getting.
"Pyro...you need to do something about this.
Now." She said. "One of these days, you are going to hurt someone you care about othervise." She was thinking of his best friend, Haüyne, when she said this. Not to mention all the little things that were starting to stack up over time. At first it was been easy to brush off his
episodes, they were few and far in between, but now they were becoming more frequent, and far more violent.
