The spawn's still shut in with him, as it so happens. Approach slow after cleaning up the archduke's dressing station, with most of the supplies from that endeavor still caught up in his arms. His fineboned hands with clutching fingers.
He doesn't say anything, but they both know his duty.
Clean him. Leave him in chains. Let him starve.
The cup is cold and only halfway filled with blood when he pushes its edge against Fenris' lips.]
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The spawn's still shut in with him, as it so happens. Approach slow after cleaning up the archduke's dressing station, with most of the supplies from that endeavor still caught up in his arms. His fineboned hands with clutching fingers.
He doesn't say anything, but they both know his duty.
Clean him. Leave him in chains. Let him starve.
The cup is cold and only halfway filled with blood when he pushes its edge against Fenris' lips.]