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J'adore's head lifted slowly as a knock sounded at the door and his name was called, the male put down the medical supplies Mizu had left him. He turned to Aur, who had recoiled in horror at the prospect of a visitor. The Spaniard only place a hand on her arm and stood, still looking at her. 'Stay there' he said softly moving towards the door, earning a unsure nod from the slave girl. Opening the door and sticking his head through the crack. 'Hey'.
Behind him Aur grabbed a hold of her scarf, pulling it over her shoulders, trying to hide her scars. J'adore peered over his shoulder, looking deep into the eyes of the girl. 'Your here about the girl?' J'adore asked, though it came out sounding like more of a statment. 'She is timid, so be careful'. The Spaniard stepped aside. 'I can explain everything to you, but I assure it is not easy listening'. He sat down beside the girl, frowning with worry.
Placing a firm hand on the girls arm, J'adore turned to Ralla. 'Mizu has tended to her wouds as best as she could. She will be fine on that front, but I fear her mental state may never return to it's former glory. Whatever it was, I have only ever seen her like this...' His words trailed off, Ralla would get where he was coming from surely.
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