[ Kizuna's eyes blow wide; he does not need empathy to realize he's in peril. ]
— ah, hah, wait! [ A pathetic noise middling somewhere between a squeak and a gasp whuffs out of him as nails meet skin. Kizuna's snapped out to grasp at Wriothesley's arms to attempt to halt his path, and therein proves that he is quite strong, actually, even if he's valiantly attempting to swallow back ill-begotten laughter. Congratulations on your two-for-one win, warden. ] Don't play unfair!
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— ah, hah, wait! [ A pathetic noise middling somewhere between a squeak and a gasp whuffs out of him as nails meet skin. Kizuna's snapped out to grasp at Wriothesley's arms to attempt to halt his path, and therein proves that he is quite strong, actually, even if he's valiantly attempting to swallow back ill-begotten laughter. Congratulations on your two-for-one win, warden. ] Don't play unfair!
[ Is he pouting? Yes. ]
I can't tell you if you do that.