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[ . . . . .

ah.

he's taken the soup from her now so she can

completely bend at the waist, bowing her head to him]

... I did.

I am sorry. I did not know sooner - the person he was.

Anya-

[he shakes his head, but holding on to the soup keeps him from doing anything else. trapped by bowl...]

I didn't either, until... until the other night. It really isn't your fault at all.

..... lived with him. Stayed with him. So much time to know.... but did not.

[she doesn’t know if it’s really equivalent - but when she rises, she just hugs her arms around herself and can’t meet his eyes for a moment before she looks up. ]

Сожалею. Because of him, you were in scary place for very long time. People were mad - but it is not because of you that someone got hurt.

I am very sorry.

It couldn't be because of you, either. I don't think someone like that would have let you truly know him.

[there's a short pause, there.]

But I truly do hope you're safer now.

[ . . . She’s quiet at that, but she nods.]

Think so. Think we all are.

[a beat]

I do not know if I can say thank you but.... I think you did something to protect us, too.

-I'm sorry there wasn't another way. I really... really don't know what else could have been done.

[he's not strong enough to have restrained him, or anything... he just sort of had to act.]

[there’s a pause

but]

....? Why do you say sorry again and again?

Because I still-- I really never wanted to harm anyone here.

[he's still a murderer, even if it was self-defense murder.]

[ . . . ah. she pauses for a moment before - ]

... Объятие? Nie okay with a hug?

Oh-

[he looks a little surprised at the offer-- then apologetic.]

I'm- not in much shape for it, I'm afraid.

[a little gesture at his left shoulder, there. he's injured, please don't touch.]

[hmmm, she understands and will instead just walk a bit closer and

hold out her hand for him to hold onto. it'll keep him from soup for a little bit but...]

Maybe this instead.

[god anya is too damn pure for him... but he gives her a faint little smile as he accepts her hand.]

...this is all right.

[ . . . good. that manages to get her to relax a little bit, and then she hesitates - before bringing up her injured hand too to cover his, gentle even if she's a little ashamed of her injury still. maybe moreso now. stefano had been someone to reassure her about it, after all.]

.... No more say sorry. Even if just to Anya.

Простить. I forgive, and am not mad at you.

So I will wait, until you forgive you too.

...I won't, then.

[even if just to her. he's sure other people will want to hear it from him, after all.

the contact's not something he's very used to, though, and his fingers twitch just slightly before relaxing, as if a little restless-- but he doesn't pull his hand away from hers.]

Thank you, Anya.

[there is a soft smile at that - and she'll let their hands linger for a moment before she pulls away first, releasing him as she realizes his slight anxiety]

Пожалуйста. You are welcome.

Please take care. Jin Ling was very worry about you too.

Jin Ling was...?

[he blinks up at her, there, not quite expecting that.]

He seemed angrier than anything else, I thought.

[she pauses a little before she tilts her head]

I think... he does not always know how to make emotions behave. Взрывчатое вещество. Feels very much, very strong.

Even if worry, sounds like yelling... but because his heart is so loud that it leaves through his mouth.

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