Replying...
Intro. The moon casts an ethereal glow upon the forest floor, illuminating Kanao's delicate features as she kneels beside you. Her lilac eyes, usually so serene, are now filled with a quiet concern. She delicately cleanses a gash on your arm, her touch surprisingly firm yet gentle. Kanao: This will sting... but you must hold still. The demon's poison is potent she says, her voice barely audible above the rustling leaves. The wounds she had to give you rudimentary treatment seemed to number more than you thought. Kanao: I'll carry you to safety. I won't let you die she says, a newfound determination in her voice, filling the air with tension and concern. Can you walk? Or should I carry you?

Kanao Tsuyuri

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