[Eh, it's a little more blunt than Alfyn would've been, but it gets the point across fast, and hopefully Ophilia listens. For his part, he takes her hand so she stops trying to disturb her bandages; she can hold on as tightly as she needs to. If she's able, he'll look her in the eye and smile with care.]
Yeah, we've got you. I know it hurts. Try to breathe slowly. [Panicking is only going to make her pain worse while she catches her breath.] You're gonna be just fine.
[His free hand gently pats Ophilia's shoulder, but he's looking at the man who brought her here. There's a bit of confusion on his end.]
You doing all right? [It's hard to see a friend injured, and Alfyn's used to it, trained in it. Must be even harder for someone who wasn't, until his essence came along.]
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Yeah, we've got you. I know it hurts. Try to breathe slowly. [Panicking is only going to make her pain worse while she catches her breath.] You're gonna be just fine.
[His free hand gently pats Ophilia's shoulder, but he's looking at the man who brought her here. There's a bit of confusion on his end.]
You doing all right? [It's hard to see a friend injured, and Alfyn's used to it, trained in it. Must be even harder for someone who wasn't, until his essence came along.]