She smelled of death, yet she was worried about his reaction?
"We do not have time for you to be secretive, miko." He itched to touch her, to confirm once again that she was whole, but didn't dare, not trusting himself to keep his instincts at bay.
Instead, he moved to the balcony, giving her a wide berth as he gazed down at the couple in the garden. "Will there be any side effects?"
"No, she's fine. The power of the jewel is her lifeforce now." The avoidance of her own circumstance was telling. As always, the miko would bear the brunt of the consequences alone.