[ Ryoji's name isn't familiar to him. Scott, he recognizes - that kid who he took wyvern riding once; he'd been so excited - as well as Kotone, that girl he'd met at the desert when they'd gone exploring. Just a bunch of kids, just like Minato. Whether they were killers themselves or mere victims, nobody in this mess deserves any of this. To hear that so many are already dead isn't a surprise, necessarily, but it does make things feel more and more grim as time draws on. ]
Just hold on for a second.
[ He mutters a quiet incantation underneath his breath and waves a hand over Minato's throat, feeling some of that magical energy stored within him deplete, just a little. He's no Ethlyn, no Marianne, no dedicated healer capable of bringing people back from the brink of death. But he can do at least this much, enough to ease pain, heal bruises, bring someone back little by little, and so that's precisely what he does. Minato will not feel the entire ordeal lifted from him, but the worst of the pain eases, as though he's taken a particularly powerful painkiller. ]
It's okay. You're safe now.
[ It's not okay. He just watched his friends die. There's nothing Claude can say that will make that better. ]
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Just hold on for a second.
[ He mutters a quiet incantation underneath his breath and waves a hand over Minato's throat, feeling some of that magical energy stored within him deplete, just a little. He's no Ethlyn, no Marianne, no dedicated healer capable of bringing people back from the brink of death. But he can do at least this much, enough to ease pain, heal bruises, bring someone back little by little, and so that's precisely what he does. Minato will not feel the entire ordeal lifted from him, but the worst of the pain eases, as though he's taken a particularly powerful painkiller. ]
It's okay. You're safe now.
[ It's not okay. He just watched his friends die. There's nothing Claude can say that will make that better. ]
The person who did it -- who are they?