[alone in one of the hallways, one ten-year-old looking boy suddenly sits up, holding a hand over a rather bloody-looking neck; he rubs it a few times and although he's covered in blood "Sei" seems to be doing well as he flexes his hands slowly]
Ow, ow ow... That hurt a bit more than I thought it would. Everything seems in order though...
...Hmm?
Well this was unexpected. I'm sure Cassa won't be too pleased though.
[[ooc;
loss start!]]