[Takame heard someone speaking, but what they said was lost to him as his focus was on nursing a deep cut on his hand. It would look worse if not for the fact that the one who cut him didn’t get to the scales on his hands. Not that it mattered given the durability of the Au Ra’s scales. But curling his fingers into a fist took more effort, he was stiff. His sword arm won’t be as strong until the injury healed properly.
When it hit him that he might be being addressed, he faced Eddie, not looking any worse for wear despite what his hand motions and face, hair and horns caked in soot would indicate. Ignoring people is rude, he reminded himself.]
My apologies, I was distracted. Did you say something?
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When it hit him that he might be being addressed, he faced Eddie, not looking any worse for wear despite what his hand motions and face, hair and horns caked in soot would indicate. Ignoring people is rude, he reminded himself.]
My apologies, I was distracted. Did you say something?