[ Holding his hand out, he curls his fingers to mime holding an item as a dagger manifests in his grip. With his free hand, he holds up his index finger to ask for Crane to wait.
The dagger glows a bright white light down the blade. He holds his empty hand out before making a singular cut to remove said hand from his wrist. Verso, at least, makes sure to keep his limbs away from his companion as to not splatter any blood on the poor suit. At the very least, he keeps whatever grimace or cry that he'd give.
The dagger disappears before he leans down to pick the appendage up. ]
But the degree's -- [ He bobs his head to the side as he drops the hand onto the severed wrist and mends the injury. ] -- few less than a normal person, I'm afraid.
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[ Holding his hand out, he curls his fingers to mime holding an item as a dagger manifests in his grip. With his free hand, he holds up his index finger to ask for Crane to wait.
The dagger glows a bright white light down the blade. He holds his empty hand out before making a singular cut to remove said hand from his wrist. Verso, at least, makes sure to keep his limbs away from his companion as to not splatter any blood on the poor suit. At the very least, he keeps whatever grimace or cry that he'd give.
The dagger disappears before he leans down to pick the appendage up. ]
But the degree's -- [ He bobs his head to the side as he drops the hand onto the severed wrist and mends the injury. ] -- few less than a normal person, I'm afraid.