[The only time he has had to react any quicker than him launching himself forward to catch Clorinde is possibly when he was faced with certain death when the Primordial Sea had broken through the seal underneath the Fortress.
His arm reaches out before she can fall forward, fruit and the atmosphere completely foreign.] Clorinde?!
[He only takes a glance at the bloodied petals before he's already moving to lifting her up in his arms. There is a hurried firmness in his movement, yet he cradles the duelist's body against his chest with such a fierce and gentle protectiveness as he whisks her away quickly.
Wriothesley doesn't care about the faces that he walks passed, only thinking about the infirmary for his destination. For her.]
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His arm reaches out before she can fall forward, fruit and the atmosphere completely foreign.] Clorinde?!
[He only takes a glance at the bloodied petals before he's already moving to lifting her up in his arms. There is a hurried firmness in his movement, yet he cradles the duelist's body against his chest with such a fierce and gentle protectiveness as he whisks her away quickly.
Wriothesley doesn't care about the faces that he walks passed, only thinking about the infirmary for his destination. For her.]