[a fitting request... if he wasn't a slave previously in his life, and arguably still a slave, now...]
N-No! Get up! Get up, get up, get up!
[koltira's own disdain sinks in belatedly, while rin is absorbed in panic, waving her hands and—ultimately not able to think of anything different—dropping right to the dirt herself in her desperation.]
I wasn't thinking! Oh, get up, already!
[she'll just help him.
rin reaches out with two hands, cupping them around his head and more precisely, his ears, as she tries to physically lift him up. because the bowing wasn't humiliating on its own.]
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N-No! Get up! Get up, get up, get up!
[koltira's own disdain sinks in belatedly, while rin is absorbed in panic, waving her hands and—ultimately not able to think of anything different—dropping right to the dirt herself in her desperation.]
I wasn't thinking! Oh, get up, already!
[she'll just help him.
rin reaches out with two hands, cupping them around his head and more precisely, his ears, as she tries to physically lift him up. because the bowing wasn't humiliating on its own.]