...[One day she might know enough to not require such deflections but...she wasn't needed, Helios' hand could be fixed with his magic and there was. Something. Here. Something that was wrong with Helios on a fundamental level that she didn't know anything about. Adele tilts her head to look at the blood on the towel, as he'd said the cut wasn't that bad but that sound. She knew cries of pain well, and such a cut didn't warrant such a bone aching cry.
But there was nothing for her to do. Content that the physical, that which she knew to handle was well she nods to Ginia and stands, making her way out of the kitchen.] I will be upstairs if I am needed, yes?
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But there was nothing for her to do. Content that the physical, that which she knew to handle was well she nods to Ginia and stands, making her way out of the kitchen.] I will be upstairs if I am needed, yes?