[There's a shift there, small but enough to notice. In another moment Maketh might have offered him sympathy. At least a word of understanding - because she does understand, in the end. She knows very well what adrenaline can do to a person, what it feels like to have someone caught on the ground and completely at your mercy. Helpless.
In this moment, she merely shakes her head.]
Blame the gods. I didn't make you do anything.
[It's something that the others have been saying a great deal. Maketh doesn't believe it quite yet. Perhaps in time. ]
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In this moment, she merely shakes her head.]
Blame the gods. I didn't make you do anything.
[It's something that the others have been saying a great deal. Maketh doesn't believe it quite yet. Perhaps in time. ]