The blood is easy to spot and her eyes fall to it the second it visibly shows. She doesn't say a word, but it does deter her from her mission for a moment. Because she's not sure whose blood it is. And her first instinct is to ask if it hurts and does this hurt you too and an innumerable number of things that likely wouldn't have a good answer. One that might make her grief surge back. It makes her fingers still in her bag, until she's sure the blood spots aren't getting darker with her movements. Aren't actual wounds under that clothing that need bandages and other things she just doesn't have.
With the onslaught of every other thought on her mind, she almost misses I trust you. It-
Makes her focus. She doesn't have bandages for her body or her heart. But there's definitely something she can do. Because Lup trusts her. Because she's the first one to ever say I trust you and that echoes in her mind, makes her grip something as tight as she can in the depths of her bag.
Because she definitely trusts her too. Trusts Taako. Trusts the Storyteller enough to find the elf still hiding in those caverns and bring him out soon. But she says none of that and keeps it tucked away for another day, another time, when she isn't worried about pain consuming the woman in front of her.
And with that, Ren digs out the mystery cure all-her gross, tattered up flower printed yukata she had been wearing when they met. And if Lup lets her, she's going to try to put it on her. Push one dirty sleeve around her arm and-
Well. For as long as the garment is, there's a notable difference in size between an adult woman and an apocalypse survivor. It's not going to fit Lup the same way it does on her and she pulls it away from the first arm. Freeing this poor woman from this gross child for just a second because-
Again, if Lup lets her, she's going to lean forward and pull it around her from behind so a majority of the dress falls against her back and over her shoulders. Then loosely knots the sleeves around her neck, for her to tighten or undo as she needs to. At least she didn't choke her. That's always a plus.
Congrats. You've acquired +1 dirty flower cape.
"This will keep you very warm. It feels like a hug." When it's a dress. Capes will work the same way, she's sure, and she fluffs the edges around her shoulders to cover the bloodstains. "You can wear this special thing until Taako can hug you again."
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With the onslaught of every other thought on her mind, she almost misses I trust you. It-
Makes her focus. She doesn't have bandages for her body or her heart. But there's definitely something she can do. Because Lup trusts her. Because she's the first one to ever say I trust you and that echoes in her mind, makes her grip something as tight as she can in the depths of her bag.
Because she definitely trusts her too. Trusts Taako. Trusts the Storyteller enough to find the elf still hiding in those caverns and bring him out soon. But she says none of that and keeps it tucked away for another day, another time, when she isn't worried about pain consuming the woman in front of her.
And with that, Ren digs out the mystery cure all-her gross, tattered up flower printed yukata she had been wearing when they met. And if Lup lets her, she's going to try to put it on her. Push one dirty sleeve around her arm and-
Well. For as long as the garment is, there's a notable difference in size between an adult woman and an apocalypse survivor. It's not going to fit Lup the same way it does on her and she pulls it away from the first arm. Freeing this poor woman from this gross child for just a second because-
Again, if Lup lets her, she's going to lean forward and pull it around her from behind so a majority of the dress falls against her back and over her shoulders. Then loosely knots the sleeves around her neck, for her to tighten or undo as she needs to. At least she didn't choke her. That's always a plus.
Congrats. You've acquired +1 dirty flower cape.
"This will keep you very warm. It feels like a hug." When it's a dress. Capes will work the same way, she's sure, and she fluffs the edges around her shoulders to cover the bloodstains. "You can wear this special thing until Taako can hug you again."