Lijuan
The grip she had upon his jaw only tighter the more she gazed down into his eyes; her pupils dilated into small slits in her irises. The fear she saw in his eyes was one she'd probably seen before, survival in the world always brought such an expression to one's own face. It was like facing one's own mortality, and for creature's not gifted with immortality it was a looming aspect for them all. Yet, that was he had practically done, right? Defended himself when he thought he was in danger, doing what his mind told him was right?
Lijuan eventually felt his trembling in her grasp, the amount of fear he was feeling could not only be seen, but felt as well. This was someone who was her friend, an actual person she didn't mind having around her; and yet here she was treating him as if someone she might give no shits about.
The Kirin shook her head suddenly, hands finally pulled away from the man's face; though slight trail of blood slid down his pale skin. Her focus was on the red she was seeing, they weren't deep enough, but they still bled either way. Then her eyes focused up onto his own, watery with fear.
She took a deep breath to help calm her anger, even if it helped or not, then she stepped away and turned around. Legs took her about a foot or so away from him, no words spoken from her own lips; unsure even what to say to him.
Sorry? Perhaps that would be a good one, but her own pride kept her from even saying something like that. Instead she let out a growl of frustration, hands clenched tight at her side; her own claws almost digging into the palms of her hands. "Just...." she managed to speak, almost in a hushed tone, "come help with this."
Hands un-clenched as she motioned to the blood stain forming upon her clothing; where he'd swatted her off him just moments ago.
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