[ He took the vial and didn't wait, also closing his eyes as he finished off what remained.
It was different, he could feel instantly, from his Bond with Francel. It washed over him the same way, though weaker, but Cain felt different, in the quiet whispering way his existence seemed new and intangible and significant, humming next to Aymeric's.
Fire suited him.
Aymeric shoved the vial back into his pocket with the flowers, pushing the moment away, and lifted his sword, holding the flat of it across his palms as if to have it blessed. ]
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[ He took the vial and didn't wait, also closing his eyes as he finished off what remained.
It was different, he could feel instantly, from his Bond with Francel. It washed over him the same way, though weaker, but Cain felt different, in the quiet whispering way his existence seemed new and intangible and significant, humming next to Aymeric's.
Fire suited him.
Aymeric shoved the vial back into his pocket with the flowers, pushing the moment away, and lifted his sword, holding the flat of it across his palms as if to have it blessed. ]