She notes that desperation, and swallows a curse, forcing her expression to remain one of friendly concern as she assesses the situation before her.
The little nightmares loosed on Gloucester had seemed to lose their grips on their victims very shortly after being removed. It seems unlikely that they would have a longer reach in infancy, even if their manner of attack seems different - misery and protectiveness, rather than numbness and jealousy.
The problem of actually removing the thing remains.
"Why?" she asks, her tone measured, careful. Concerned, rather than accusing. "It doesn't look like it's the one that needs to be kept safe." She gestures at his hands, at the seeping blood. "Let me see how bad it is."
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The little nightmares loosed on Gloucester had seemed to lose their grips on their victims very shortly after being removed. It seems unlikely that they would have a longer reach in infancy, even if their manner of attack seems different - misery and protectiveness, rather than numbness and jealousy.
The problem of actually removing the thing remains.
"Why?" she asks, her tone measured, careful. Concerned, rather than accusing. "It doesn't look like it's the one that needs to be kept safe." She gestures at his hands, at the seeping blood. "Let me see how bad it is."