[That gets Adrian to bark out an incredulous, tired sounding laugh. He wishes he hadn't afterwards, because it hurts. He's not sure if it's just a coincidence, or a cosmic joke...but in times like these, you almost have to laugh.]
Did you, now...
[And now...Vash's savior is going to kill him. Or, at the very least, make him regret making Adrian a target.
He doesn't know exactly what Rosso might do. He can only make an educated guess, judging by how brightly his horns burn. How very obvious it is he is holding his fire back, to prevent from engulfing them both in his rage. ...Adrian is actually proud of him for at least managing to hold it back, against all odds. He's not sure he would have been able to do it, before.
Adrian watches Rosso burn next to him, a barely contained inferno, and it prompts him to use what little strength he has to reach out his paw to rest overtop Rosso's hand. He doesn't particularly care if he gets burnt, but fortunately his immunity seems to be intact. He feels warmth, but no searing heat. It's what keeps him there, his fingers curving over Rosso's.]
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Did you, now...
[And now...Vash's savior is going to kill him. Or, at the very least, make him regret making Adrian a target.
He doesn't know exactly what Rosso might do. He can only make an educated guess, judging by how brightly his horns burn. How very obvious it is he is holding his fire back, to prevent from engulfing them both in his rage. ...Adrian is actually proud of him for at least managing to hold it back, against all odds. He's not sure he would have been able to do it, before.
Adrian watches Rosso burn next to him, a barely contained inferno, and it prompts him to use what little strength he has to reach out his paw to rest overtop Rosso's hand. He doesn't particularly care if he gets burnt, but fortunately his immunity seems to be intact. He feels warmth, but no searing heat. It's what keeps him there, his fingers curving over Rosso's.]
Jagi. I ain't goin' nowhere. M'still here.
[Barely. But he's here.]