[ The weight of remorse is his to shoulder. More importantly, he's meant to be the arbiter of power. No judge allows himself to be overcome with emotion. Somnus resolves not to slouch before Pyra again, and he stands tall as a paragon of authority must.
His fingers close around her hand as he deliberates over her words. Watching someone in pain is never easy; for the likes of Pyra, it's probably nigh unbearable. Perhaps he's been too complaisant in this city. Boundaries have to be set for both their sakes.
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His fingers close around her hand as he deliberates over her words. Watching someone in pain is never easy; for the likes of Pyra, it's probably nigh unbearable. Perhaps he's been too complaisant in this city. Boundaries have to be set for both their sakes.
That's right. There was that promise. ]
You have not hurt me.
[ Thus, there's no pain to observe. ]