[Liem can’t help the small smile that curves his mouth at Konoha’s obvious concern for him. It’s sweet of her to be worried about whether he’s eating enough, especially because he still suspects that being in this city must be harder for her than it ever has been for him. If not for the soul inside his augmenter, he’d probably be managing just fine.
As it is… he does look a little worse for wear compared to when she’d seen him last. It isn’t just his pallor, though he surely couldn’t get any paler now, nor is it just the feverish sheen on his skin; he’s lost weight over the last several weeks, as tolerating food has become increasingly more difficult. Though he was not a stout man to begin with, and his prudish layers disguise most of his body, even his face looks a bit more angular than usual.
But neither he nor Konoha can do anything about that.]
Visiting the market sounds nice.
[It’s early enough in the day that there should still be plenty of shadows, given the impressive heights of many of Karteria’s buildings. And he would rather not try to eat while trapped inside some crowded restaurant.]
Let’s do that, then.
[He’s already got his hat and everything. Not a single beam of sunlight will touch this pallid face.]
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As it is… he does look a little worse for wear compared to when she’d seen him last. It isn’t just his pallor, though he surely couldn’t get any paler now, nor is it just the feverish sheen on his skin; he’s lost weight over the last several weeks, as tolerating food has become increasingly more difficult. Though he was not a stout man to begin with, and his prudish layers disguise most of his body, even his face looks a bit more angular than usual.
But neither he nor Konoha can do anything about that.]
Visiting the market sounds nice.
[It’s early enough in the day that there should still be plenty of shadows, given the impressive heights of many of Karteria’s buildings. And he would rather not try to eat while trapped inside some crowded restaurant.]
Let’s do that, then.
[He’s already got his hat and everything. Not a single beam of sunlight will touch this pallid face.]