ㅤ ㅤ try tucking in your shirt next time. hope it helps. ㅤ ㅤ

ㅤ ㅤ mhm. tucked it in all the way around and deep enough to where the wind won't catch it? ㅤ ㅤ

ㅤ ㅤ at least the wind helped. ㅤ ㅤ

ㅤ ㅤ a small hum, trying to think things through. they had two options here. one of them would risk themselves. the other could be a risk to her. but it's not their decision to make. “i have medical training,” they mentioned quietly, “but maybe a hospital would be best.” ㅤ ㅤ

ㅤ ㅤ they reach out, lifting CHLOE .ᐟ's tear-stained face to them. they frown, using their other hand to wipe at her tears. “oh pretty girl, what's wrong?” ㅤ ㅤ

ㅤ ㅤ a frown tugs at their lips as they move to kneel in front of her. they brushe her hair away from her face. “i'm sorry, chlo,” they whispered, “you didn't deserve it.” ㅤ ㅤ

ㅤ ㅤ they push her hands aside so they could wipe at her tears themselves. “yes, darling,” they whispered into the space between them, “hwa is here. i've got you.” ㅤ ㅤ

ㅤ ㅤ their gaze softened at that, reaching out to pull her into their arms. they didn't hold on tight, not wanting to feel her enclosed within them. cradling the back of her head, they sighed. ㅤ ㅤ

ㅤ ㅤ a low hum, seemingly trying to debate something before continuing. “you make alot of money fighting here?” they tilted their head to the side, crossing their arms. ㅤ ㅤ

ㅤ ㅤ their gaze trailed over to where he was looking, but they made no move for it. they simply took it in and looked back. “and you like what you do?” ㅤ ㅤ

ㅤ ㅤ they have a new assistant. maybe now people can stop telling them they need more help. ㅤ ㅤ

ㅤ ㅤ i have some errands to run if you wouldn't mind coming along. ㅤ ㅤ

ㅤ ㅤ “hey, @serenestrategy,” they call from where they were bent over trying to sew something, “can you help me with something?” ㅤ ㅤ

ㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤwelcome to paris. ㅤ

ㅤ ㅤ thank you, darling <3 ㅤ ㅤ