Afflictions of the psychological nature somewhat escape them, but the physical signs of distress are easy enough to determine. He drops against the rock, hands running over the contours of his own face.
The Drifter lets the corpse fall where it is and flips the knife back away, tucking it in the folds of their cloak for the time being. The sight of the blade made slick and shiny with pterax blood, they should think, will not help for the time being.
They will not pretend to be better at easing this than others might be. The Drifter's hands hover uncertainly before they move forward to place one gently against his shoulder, tightening their grip in what they hope will be a sufficiently reassuring manner.
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Afflictions of the psychological nature somewhat escape them, but the physical signs of distress are easy enough to determine. He drops against the rock, hands running over the contours of his own face.
The Drifter lets the corpse fall where it is and flips the knife back away, tucking it in the folds of their cloak for the time being. The sight of the blade made slick and shiny with pterax blood, they should think, will not help for the time being.
They will not pretend to be better at easing this than others might be. The Drifter's hands hover uncertainly before they move forward to place one gently against his shoulder, tightening their grip in what they hope will be a sufficiently reassuring manner.