03-05-2015, 11:04 AM
His ears twitched back and forth as the others converse. Patrin started to shy away when Kurako plucked him up with surprising ease, but settled down soon enough.
The unicorn had to stifle more laughter at the absurdity of the situation. He wanted to help everyone, and he hadn't felt like that in centuries. What was it about these people? Even the one who wanted him dead called to him. He almost started talking, and then the pink haired girl asked her question. His whole attention swiveled to Kurako again, and his hands swept out before he knew it, working to tug the hood down so he could try and ease some of the pain he could feel oozing from the other man.
He let his horn grow a little longer, and used it to touch the base of the half elf[s neck. A snort escaped him, and he would have stamped his foot if it wasn't already hurting so much. "I can try to help ..." Those words were whispered for Kurako alone, but his next sentence was for everyone.
He backed away, and fought not to cringe or retch. "I am on a journey, and would like to complete it before leaving with anyone." Patrin's voice was firm, assured, now that he had a goal to work towards. Heal them all, somehow, but Kurako most of all. That curse affected not only him, but the whole world around him. It could have devastating effects, Patrin was sure.
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