Azriel's eyes went as wide as they could, a whirl of emotions flooding his heart before washing away entirely as his feet moved without a single conscious thought. He walked, then broke into a run, closing the distance toward Jasmine.
He knelt before her at once, concern dancing openly in his eyes.
"How are you feeling? Are you all right? Are you hurt? I know Pollux was behind this. Did he do something to you?" The questions spilled out so quickly that Jasmine looked briefly startled, before her expression softened into a warm smile. Celestina knelt beside Azriel a moment later, worry written across her face so plainly that she looked on the verge of tears, though she held them back.
"Are you in pain, Jasmine?" Celestina asked. "Do I need to heal you? I still have a health potion, if my healing is not enough. Are you cold? I can find you warmer clothes."
Jasmine's smile turned faintly wry as she looked between the two of them, clearly exasperated.
