She asked in disbelief, and immediately realizing that, Luthiel fluttered his eyes at her.
"It's not...a-a big deal." He shrugged and looked at his hand to see that it was bleeding.
A faint hiss of pain escaped his mouth, having never experienced an injury before.
'Wait! Injury?!" His eyes instantly widened in shock, and nervously, he rushed into the washroom and shut the door behind him, leaving Yennefer confused.
He stared at the cut, his heart thumping heavily within him at the same time.
How was this possible?
He had never experienced any sort of wound in his entire life, even during battles, so... what just happened?
Nervousness overwhelmed him, and he pondered heavily, trying to figure out just what could have happened.
He pinched between his brows, and as though an idea popped into his mind, he grabbed his pocket knife and cut his skin, immediately appalled on seeing the blood that slowly began to ooze out.
