Syrlya's hand jerks back the moment Trahearne says that, fingers curling on themselves as he stares. He doesn't actually need the confirmation--he believes Trahearne at his word. But once the leaf is pulled back he can't tear his gaze away as his eyes widen in horror. There hadn't... been a body left, after he struck. He had once ached to have something to bury, but seeing the mark he made seared into Trahearne's flesh--maybe that was really just trading one hurt for another.]
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Syrlya's hand jerks back the moment Trahearne says that, fingers curling on themselves as he stares. He doesn't actually need the confirmation--he believes Trahearne at his word. But once the leaf is pulled back he can't tear his gaze away as his eyes widen in horror. There hadn't... been a body left, after he struck. He had once ached to have something to bury, but seeing the mark he made seared into Trahearne's flesh--maybe that was really just trading one hurt for another.]
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