[He wants to study the tears in Setsuna's eyes. Memorize them. A reminder - distant, depraved - of his own lost innocence. Setsuna's rage, radiating off him, rouses nothing beyond hunger. For flesh, for blood. The only thoughts Karl can stand to have - since Saya's loss.]
[Then he hears Kira's light footsteps. Sees - in his peripheral vision - a glint of sword-steel. Languid, half-insouciant, Karl turns.]
Hn.
The Brave Knight. Here to rescue his Fair Damsel.
[Setsuna's blood paints his grinning mouth. His eyes flash red and savage.]
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[Then he hears Kira's light footsteps. Sees - in his peripheral vision - a glint of sword-steel. Languid, half-insouciant, Karl turns.]
Hn.
The Brave Knight. Here to rescue his Fair Damsel.
[Setsuna's blood paints his grinning mouth. His eyes flash red and savage.]