[Yuan hangs back, though he's half-expecting disaster, and is keeping a close eye on Kratos's progress the whole while. It's foolish hovering, probably; An-Hei is unlikely to fling himself across the trays of sweets in the middle of a crowded marketplace.]
[He has to amend this some few minutes later. An-Hei does not fling himself across the trays. He goes around them instead, like a sensible bereaved person. Damn it all. Yuan takes off along the path, not caring that he has to elbow someone aside to do it, but all the same he isn't going to get to Kratos quite in time.]
[A few blows land before Yuan can interpose himself, but he does so immediately when he can, catching An-Hei by the shoulders and shoving him back.]
That's enough.
[The snarl is all military commander, very little irritated half-elf. Having no weapon on him is not going to stop Yuan from defending.]
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[He has to amend this some few minutes later. An-Hei does not fling himself across the trays. He goes around them instead, like a sensible bereaved person. Damn it all. Yuan takes off along the path, not caring that he has to elbow someone aside to do it, but all the same he isn't going to get to Kratos quite in time.]
[A few blows land before Yuan can interpose himself, but he does so immediately when he can, catching An-Hei by the shoulders and shoving him back.]
That's enough.
[The snarl is all military commander, very little irritated half-elf. Having no weapon on him is not going to stop Yuan from defending.]