[The unspoken, ingrained training of the Hyuuga clan tells him to turn his back on her in this moment -- to pretend he doesn't see her, to give her at least the illusion that nothing is happening, that she is alone.
But it also strikes him as very cold, and that coldness in instinct now awakens a faint sense of disgust. To turn his back on her and leave her alone in her pain...
But she is Hyuuga too. Perhaps it would be preferable for her. But he will at least offer.
Quietly, he moves to her side, resting a hand gently against her back -- not speaking, not giving her anything she must respond to, but giving her his presence. He's here; she can still turn to him.]
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But it also strikes him as very cold, and that coldness in instinct now awakens a faint sense of disgust. To turn his back on her and leave her alone in her pain...
But she is Hyuuga too. Perhaps it would be preferable for her. But he will at least offer.
Quietly, he moves to her side, resting a hand gently against her back -- not speaking, not giving her anything she must respond to, but giving her his presence. He's here; she can still turn to him.]