Noctisardor Bypass Nothing's gonna hurt you the way that words do.

Indra did not hear the other girl's words. She didn't even notice when they left, not when her attention was wholly for Mahler as she pled at him; her own voice was so loud to her ears, filled with an abundance of emotion.

Her dismay wasn't entirely genuine. Any flavor of emotion that Indra felt in that moment was too strong, even if it was only a small drop, and she put up a fuss as any child her age might - exacerbated by a lack of depth where it came to social aspects of life, being somewhat sheltered as Laurel's daughter.

Mahler sounded as if he was on Druid's side, and that earned a fresh level of wailing. She bit me! As if the very notion of physical contact was utterly taboo, unthinkable.

But she stood up when asked, everything about Indra drooping for the show of it.