[Ris sees that splash of red on Mithos' cheek, and... mmm, she does not like that one bit.
Even so, she stands her ground, clasping her hands tight enough that her knuckles are going pure white. If she were to be overly cautious and interrupt now, she could just risk making things more dangerous for everyone.]
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Even so, she stands her ground, clasping her hands tight enough that her knuckles are going pure white. If she were to be overly cautious and interrupt now, she could just risk making things more dangerous for everyone.]