[There are thoughts percolating, not unlike when Kratos determined that Yuan needed his help to change how people thought of half-elves. The way Yuan had made him change the way he thought. If their narrative now doesn't fit the world they live in, then ... Well. Perhaps. Perhaps it's possible to leverage a world where they aren't in this position ... where Tetha'allans and Syvleranti can be friends.

[Well done, Kratos; there's only the weight of a thousand years of war against you. It's a wry thought. Nevertheless ...

[Kratos, also, does not particularly want to move; but he is remembering how Yuan's motion had been curtailed, and so he stirs, shifting to unwind his arms -- or test to see whether Yuan will let him.]

Then, for the time being, I will alleviate the harm done to you. Where does your shoulder catch in motion?