[Yuan's tone is ambiguous even for him. It might be wistful; it might be disapproving.]
[He falls more quiet as he finishes the second wrist, swifter and more efficient than the first. He isn't any less gentle as he finishes, and cradles Kratos's hand between his with almost absent care before letting go.]
Go ahead and do that. You'll have to keep your hands out of the water. Do you think you can manage that much?
[It doesn't quite approach friendly teasing. It isn't brusque, either. Yuan's at an odd balance between his approaches to Kratos, like he can't decide which way he's going to fall.]
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[Yuan's tone is ambiguous even for him. It might be wistful; it might be disapproving.]
[He falls more quiet as he finishes the second wrist, swifter and more efficient than the first. He isn't any less gentle as he finishes, and cradles Kratos's hand between his with almost absent care before letting go.]
Go ahead and do that. You'll have to keep your hands out of the water. Do you think you can manage that much?
[It doesn't quite approach friendly teasing. It isn't brusque, either. Yuan's at an odd balance between his approaches to Kratos, like he can't decide which way he's going to fall.]