Sven narrowed their eyes a tiny bit, having seen the bits of blood and tongue that YoYo had spit out.Yo-Yo nods, whimpering a little.
Yo-Yo stared at Sven, his eyes wide and scared.
(He's a child, yeah.)Sven again, had stood still in a nervous fear as things happened around them. "Well, at least maybe I can help that young elf..." they thought, approaching YoYo.
"H-Hello little one, are y-you okay?" They asked.
(Apologies if YoYo isn't at least a teenager, I was getting the sense of him being young from his dialogue)
"Th-There we go! Is that any better?" Sven asked, motioning to take the flask back from the boy. "I d-don't really have m-much else to help you, but wh-why don't you head on home? Get h-healed up?" They said. "And, I'll d-do my best to protect you." Sven whispered, before standing and offering a hand to help YoYo up.Yo-Yo took the bottle, his hands shaking, and washes out his mouth, then swallows the water. His eyes show thankfulness, but still fear.
- - - Post Merge - - -
(He's a child, yeah.)
Sven kept his ears pricked for approaching footsteps. Placing a hand protectively on the boy's shoulder, Sven walked with him to the tree YoYo was moving towards.Yo-Yo nods, and takes Sven's hand and gets pulled up. His eyes are filled with happiness. He carefully starts walking to a tree, where he lives.
Satoshi stares at the two walking off. "I'll kill you, boy." He growls, his cat eyes angry. He doesn't approach them, however.
"Y-You all set up there, little one?" Sven called up. Still, they were eager to get home and settle into a nice dinner and some good rest. Gods know they deserved it. What for their work in the field today and then having to deal with the panic attack and a half of this group.Yo-Yo climbed up the tree, and sat in the branches, smiling happily.