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[You know, there's something reassuring about having your 'big brother' around. Fynn been close with Ardyn since he was young. Maybe that's why Fynn immediately took his brother's side when the feud with the folks begun. Their parents are pretentious fops who didn't want Ardyn to live a life they didn't approve of. While he still respects their wishes, Fynn damn sure didn't like that they hurt his brother in such a manner.]
Careful! I don't want to get blood all on you.
[He warns once Ardyn grabs his wrist. Leave it to him to worry more about Ardyn's clothes than himself. Fynn really does have a slight cavalier attitude about his well-being. He always has.]
...Ardyn?
[There's a hint of surprise in his tone once he feels something warm engulf his injured hand. It's hard to describe it but Fynn could feel something warm soothing away the pain. He knows for a fact that Ardyn didn't have any medicine nearby, so what is this odd sensation about? Fynn stands there looking utterly clueless until the faint glow of Ardyn's fingers triggers a distant memory.
He seen something like this before somewhere in a memory he forgotten but it wasn't quite like this. Fynn remembers seeing a tattoo or something glowing with a similar light. It wasn't his but someone else's. Fynn doesn't quite understand what he's witnessing here but he knows for a fact it's not normal.]
You...you healed it?
[The disbelief in his tone is telling. Fynn is in shock.]
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