i don't care. ( her curse is still present and in effect, so her morals and empathy are practically nonexistent. ) all that told me was that it's possible to kill you.

you told me that if i killed you, i would kill all of existence. that is possible. therefore, i can kill you.

/ / psst ryo ............ the only way to get circe's curse to go away fro the time being is to say or do something that has such heavy emotional impact on her that she's forced to feel something

or ... i could exorcise you instead. ( once she's sure her grip on this sentient being inside of this vessel is tight enough, she begins to pull, starting to exit the body and return to her physical form. )

( still pulling, voice silent but mind trapped within the confines of a million thoughts. )

( almost there. )

( efforts halted. ) ryo — ? ( something hits her dead in the heart, and she glances over with wide eyes. )

( hesitation for one second. ) ... ( she lets go. ) ( returning to her physical form causes her body to be blasted back due to azathoth's pure magical energy, and she falls limp on the ground. ) ( but it's okay, because it's what ryo wanted. )

( she’d been taken to her sleeping chambers a little while after being knocked unconscious, and she was still sleeping in her bed, the room more ominous and bleak than one would expect of the “ warrior of light “. )

( fine might be an understatement. her curse is still wavering around somewhere in her, and her subconscious has been using magical energy to fight it off. she’s heavily drained, and chances are when she wakes up, her body and mind will pay the price. )

( she finally woke up. her eyes are barely open, but she’s stirring now, if barely. )

( the energy feels like a wave of fresh air, giving her space to breathe. ) ( she’s able to blink slightly, wrinkling her nose as she does so upon realizing that her mouth feels and tastes like sandpaper. ) nrgh —

owch — ( holding onto her head with a low groan. ) it feels like there’s a million armies at war in my skull. . .

i’ll be fine — ( a slight groan. ) what about you? you got hurt badly too. . .

( a frown. and she squeezes his hand, pulling away with a disappointed look. ) you haven’t been fully healed yet. you need to rest.

no. you’re hurt. i need to help you. ( despite the fire raging in her bones as she sat up, she proceeded to do so anyway and pulled ryo down onto the bed, getting up with shaky legs. ) you need to lay down. you suffered a lot of damage from the fight.

( that angry glare in her eyes again. ) lay down. i’m not asking anymore. you need rest more than i do, so please just do this one time and lay down.

⁀➷ ryo i suggest you just let circe take care of you —

you still got hurt. i know it hurts, ryo. just lay down and let me take care of you. ( voice teetering. usually, it would take much more than this for her to break, but she’s been so drained that her patience is at it’s limit. )

/ when the