[ Thoma nods, well aware any moment that the other Kenomas will pass by. Still, he can't help leaving her with one last thing to let her know there are no hard feelings between them–
He reaches out to rub the top of her hood affectionately like he's rustling her hair, except there is obviously fabric in the way. ]
Be safe, Gray. If things get too bad... I'll still try and come back to rescue you.
[ He's not sure if the Pleroma will target her as aggressively as the others, but Thoma is ready to stop them if he has to. She's still too young and hardly a warrior, and maybe he's too soft about this whole thing, but he doesn't want anything bad to happen to her.
Once he pulls back, he offers her a parting smile for the road. ]
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He reaches out to rub the top of her hood affectionately like he's rustling her hair, except there is obviously fabric in the way. ]
Be safe, Gray. If things get too bad... I'll still try and come back to rescue you.
[ He's not sure if the Pleroma will target her as aggressively as the others, but Thoma is ready to stop them if he has to. She's still too young and hardly a warrior, and maybe he's too soft about this whole thing, but he doesn't want anything bad to happen to her.
Once he pulls back, he offers her a parting smile for the road. ]