[He reflexively reaches out and places a hand on the arm, his bluff extremely called out. He can't even bother to hide it, not when losing the arm means something horrible. He's not just thinking about himself, either, there's Yue to consider.]
No. Rutile. Don't tell anyone.
[He hisses through his teeth, clutching the crate with his other arm so hard that his claws dig into the wood.]
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[He reflexively reaches out and places a hand on the arm, his bluff extremely called out. He can't even bother to hide it, not when losing the arm means something horrible. He's not just thinking about himself, either, there's Yue to consider.]
No. Rutile. Don't tell anyone.
[He hisses through his teeth, clutching the crate with his other arm so hard that his claws dig into the wood.]
What do you want from me to keep you quiet?