[ It's incredibly wasteful, she knows. But even if she herself wasn't given the proper training (B̶e̶c̷a̴u̵s̷e̷ ̷y̴o̵u̴'̶r̶e̷ ̵a̶ ̵m̴o̸n̶s̴t̶e̵r̸.̶), she knows that the family would usually wash the dead in preparation for a proper send off to the afterlife. She wasn't raised within the shrine itself, but some habits die hard.
The fact that he wordlessly slides in next to her and does the same takes her by surprise, as the small blonde quickly looks at him, eyes widening a bit. Her expression softens quickly as they work in silence, getting through most of the bones they have collected before running out of water.
Sighing quietly, she hears his question and falters. She knows what the next step is but--
Brows furrowed as she presses her lips together, taking a deep breath. ]
...This.
[ Wind gathering in her right hand, she slashes it across her forearm. Trying desperately to stifle a scream, she grits her teeth while bowing her head, letting out a pained groan as the wind-torn wound bleeds, staining the dirt red. ]
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The fact that he wordlessly slides in next to her and does the same takes her by surprise, as the small blonde quickly looks at him, eyes widening a bit. Her expression softens quickly as they work in silence, getting through most of the bones they have collected before running out of water.
Sighing quietly, she hears his question and falters. She knows what the next step is but--
J̵u̷s̸t̸ ̶d̸o̸ ̶i̸t̶ ̸y̶o̶u̵r̷s̶e̵l̸f̷.̷ ̶H̵e̵'̸d̸ ̸t̸e̴l̷l̴ ̶y̷o̷u̵ ̶t̵o̷ ̴a̷n̴y̶w̴a̶y̶.̵ ̶B̷e̷ ̴a̵ ̶g̸o̵o̴d̶ ̸p̶e̴r̶s̷o̸n̶ ̸f̵o̷r̵ ̸o̸n̵c̴e̷ ̸a̶n̶d̵ ̷g̷i̷v̴e̶ ̷h̴i̵m̵ ̵a̵n̵ ̷o̸u̵t̷.̵
Brows furrowed as she presses her lips together, taking a deep breath. ]
...This.
[ Wind gathering in her right hand, she slashes it across her forearm. Trying desperately to stifle a scream, she grits her teeth while bowing her head, letting out a pained groan as the wind-torn wound bleeds, staining the dirt red. ]