[As usual, she gives him too much credit. He simply wasn't made for this. His idea of support is finding someone to blame and decking them in the face, but there isn't a singular culprit to raise a fist to. The Malnosso had thrown them onto the battlefield, and the Cultists had brought the war, and they had carved their own choices out of all of it.
Even if he could narrow the blame down to one person, his fist wouldn't be able to reach.
He retracts his hand from hers, and it finds its usual awkward perch on the back of his neck.]
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[As usual, she gives him too much credit. He simply wasn't made for this. His idea of support is finding someone to blame and decking them in the face, but there isn't a singular culprit to raise a fist to. The Malnosso had thrown them onto the battlefield, and the Cultists had brought the war, and they had carved their own choices out of all of it.
Even if he could narrow the blame down to one person, his fist wouldn't be able to reach.
He retracts his hand from hers, and it finds its usual awkward perch on the back of his neck.]