[despite spending the majority of Zhas' life with him, Veins has never been very sympathetic towards the human and his human-related problems. the dim-witted boy was doomed to die sometime, he just hadn't expected that looming death to come at the worst possible time.
he knows that his Queen will be furious if her beloved huntsman dies, but Veins does not have a body with which to help, heal, or even carry him. she needs someone to help her up on the surface, and all three of them should have been up there minutes ago.
the best he can do is order, leave him, hoping that the green fledgeling will abandon Zhas in favor of doing something useful. perhaps they can still save Zhas too, if they hurry. he's not about to hold his metaphorical breath, however--if Coil isn't on board after just one more repetition, Veins is leaving.
Zhas continues to lose blood, slumped over on the floor as he has been. his hand is clamped against his wound pretty well. maybe it got through to him that it's important.]
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he knows that his Queen will be furious if her beloved huntsman dies, but Veins does not have a body with which to help, heal, or even carry him. she needs someone to help her up on the surface, and all three of them should have been up there minutes ago.
the best he can do is order, leave him, hoping that the green fledgeling will abandon Zhas in favor of doing something useful. perhaps they can still save Zhas too, if they hurry. he's not about to hold his metaphorical breath, however--if Coil isn't on board after just one more repetition, Veins is leaving.
Zhas continues to lose blood, slumped over on the floor as he has been. his hand is clamped against his wound pretty well. maybe it got through to him that it's important.]