[Anthy waits as he rummages around, looking at those cuts. She knows none of them are because of her - she'd avoided people as best she could, and Calyx was focused on her, not the "targets". But still...
Quietly, Anthy pulls off the thin shawl that came with her dress, the same one she'd let Angel borrow when she was cold, and offers it to Ash.]
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Quietly, Anthy pulls off the thin shawl that came with her dress, the same one she'd let Angel borrow when she was cold, and offers it to Ash.]
You're bleeding.