[The reason Hayame has avoided laying down properly, fully on her equine belly, ever since she was spirited away to Horos... is because it's difficult for a jinba to react quickly from that position. There's precious moments lost trying to haul a heavy body back upright, valuable seconds when she was vulnerable- and even if she wanted to (and instinctively, she wants to) she can't easily throw herself back on all four hooves to try and move away from Ryunosuke or block his path.
But without realizing it, her grip on the man in her arms becomes tight and protective, her hackles raise when asked a question she doesn't know the answer to, as if it was some sort of attack leveled at her she couldn't defend against.]
As if I would know- ?!
[(As if he would know, that she'd gotten here only an hour past, and already found him-)]
He was some sort of- some sort of crystal rock.
[Did that mean it had something to do with this shrine? Was it the same crystal that they were "birthed" from, that decorated these shrines?]
Now he breathes, but-
[If he wants to examine Estinien, however, he'll have to ask. Because Hayame seems to have forgotten that she's holding him tight, the shameful proof of his tears hidden in the clutch clutched in her fist.]
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But without realizing it, her grip on the man in her arms becomes tight and protective, her hackles raise when asked a question she doesn't know the answer to, as if it was some sort of attack leveled at her she couldn't defend against.]
As if I would know- ?!
[(As if he would know, that she'd gotten here only an hour past, and already found him-)]
He was some sort of- some sort of crystal rock.
[Did that mean it had something to do with this shrine? Was it the same crystal that they were "birthed" from, that decorated these shrines?]
Now he breathes, but-
[If he wants to examine Estinien, however, he'll have to ask. Because Hayame seems to have forgotten that she's holding him tight, the shameful proof of his tears hidden in the clutch clutched in her fist.]