Esme stood there, feeling two arms wrap around her waist. She flinched at the sudden presence but calmed down upon recognizing the familiar whisper belonging to Ryuk. Reflexively, she relaxed and leaned back against him, saying softly, "I was just trying to help you."
"How?" Ryuk appreciated her concern, but curiosity tugged at him, especially observing Jenny's unusual words of plea, which seemed to stem more from fear than guilt or regret.
"I delved into her memories," Esme explained, folding her arms and shaking her head. She still felt residual anger for Jenny's actions against him. Despite her immunity to the emotional states of others, she could sense how foolish some men—and a few women—were in the choices they made. "A lot happened, and I can't even remember the name of one of the girls who served you, but from Jenny's memories, her decisions were clearly wrong."
