[ again, there's the urge to reach out to him, to nudge his bangs away from his face in quiet reassurance-- but, as always, Otome suppresses it and instead clears her throat. ]
That doesn't make you a coward.
[ She'll just softly point that out. She doubts Stahn thinks any less of Leon for it, and she remembers how... vaguely uncomfortable it had been to have watched Hiro kill something that looked/sounded/acted like her. ]
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That doesn't make you a coward.
[ She'll just softly point that out. She doubts Stahn thinks any less of Leon for it, and she remembers how... vaguely uncomfortable it had been to have watched Hiro kill something that looked/sounded/acted like her. ]