[Iris has seen magic before. It’d be hard not to, considering who her family is and how close they have always been to the royal family. Her memories are almost entirely back by now, so she’s not exactly shocked by seeing Nyx use it… but that doesn’t make it any less impressive when she gets to see it in action. Nyx looks flawless using it, like it’s an extension of himself. Like it comes naturally to him.
Knowing Nyx is a soldier is one thing, but it finally hits Iris that he’s a Glaive. She swallows another whimper of pain as he approaches- her hiding place is simply her using a hole between the debris of a wall the invaders brought down. There isn’t much space left in there, even with Iris hugging her legs to herself.]
I will be okay. [She says with the same exact expression Gladio gets when he’s made up his mind. It probably looks more impressive on him.]
But I can’t exactly run like this. And they can probably smell the blood.
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Knowing Nyx is a soldier is one thing, but it finally hits Iris that he’s a Glaive. She swallows another whimper of pain as he approaches- her hiding place is simply her using a hole between the debris of a wall the invaders brought down. There isn’t much space left in there, even with Iris hugging her legs to herself.]
I will be okay. [She says with the same exact expression Gladio gets when he’s made up his mind. It probably looks more impressive on him.]
But I can’t exactly run like this. And they can probably smell the blood.