[If Kratos had any doubts about the depths of Yuan's anger -- well. He doesn't now. He doesn't flinch, but only because he's accustomed to not flinching; but he lowers his head a little more, deference and apology both.]
Yes, Master Ka-Fai.
[It's the first time Yuan's ever sent him away. It stings. It stings all the more for knowing Kratos had done it to himself, the same way it had stung when he implied Yuan was lesser for wanting to change the circumstances of his slavery.
[But he doesn't know whether an apology would make it better right now. So he simply obeys, removing himself from Yuan's office with a bow. There's usually something to do in one of the many kitchens the staff use during their work hours; occasionally, there's children to watch for the parents who can't.
[Kratos manages to find things to do, as even and blank as he hasn't been almost since he arrived in Nidavellir. It's easier than having to think about the crack in his emotions that had been wrought by watching Acacius reunite with his family. When the time comes, he's at Yuan's door, reaches out to open it -- hesitates. Knocks instead.]
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Yes, Master Ka-Fai.
[It's the first time Yuan's ever sent him away. It stings. It stings all the more for knowing Kratos had done it to himself, the same way it had stung when he implied Yuan was lesser for wanting to change the circumstances of his slavery.
[But he doesn't know whether an apology would make it better right now. So he simply obeys, removing himself from Yuan's office with a bow. There's usually something to do in one of the many kitchens the staff use during their work hours; occasionally, there's children to watch for the parents who can't.
[Kratos manages to find things to do, as even and blank as he hasn't been almost since he arrived in Nidavellir. It's easier than having to think about the crack in his emotions that had been wrought by watching Acacius reunite with his family. When the time comes, he's at Yuan's door, reaches out to open it -- hesitates. Knocks instead.]