[ He is watching her, listening, Seeing the scene as though it's playing out before him—
And then there's a line of pain across his face and Jon yells, sharp and shocked, and goes scrabbling backwards. He may be a monster, but he is not a fighter; the kick takes him down, and he hits the dirt with a thud and a yelp.
One hand clapped over his face, he looks wide-eyed up at her, rumpled and bloody. ]
No! No, I— that's enough!
[ He's breathing hard, free hand held out in a gesture of stop. ]
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And then there's a line of pain across his face and Jon yells, sharp and shocked, and goes scrabbling backwards. He may be a monster, but he is not a fighter; the kick takes him down, and he hits the dirt with a thud and a yelp.
One hand clapped over his face, he looks wide-eyed up at her, rumpled and bloody. ]
No! No, I— that's enough!
[ He's breathing hard, free hand held out in a gesture of stop. ]
I, I'm sorry. I just— wanted to know.