[He steps toward one of them, though he doesn't need to, and looks down at the mugger. His eyes are wide, a bit afraid, and something in Thassarian feels...pleased. Another part feels differently, regretful, perhaps, that the living fear him.
Perhaps it's just as well. Another reminder that maybe he doesn't belong among them.
A gesture, and the ice melts away. The air around him regains a bit of warmth, and the forces the ice from himself as best he can.
He turns, without a word, and steps to the other mugger, who recoils from him slightly. A wave of Thassarian's hand, and he is freed, as well. Thassarian gives him one last look before stepping back to Ashraf's side.
He watches him pulling out money, and hesitates for a moment. He was never much one for charity, never having much to give, but he understood mercy better than that. Mercy had been shown.
But he could follow an example.
He pulls out his own wallet- a bit of carrying money on him, but not much, and presses a few marques into Ashraf's hands without a word.]
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[He steps toward one of them, though he doesn't need to, and looks down at the mugger. His eyes are wide, a bit afraid, and something in Thassarian feels...pleased. Another part feels differently, regretful, perhaps, that the living fear him.
Perhaps it's just as well. Another reminder that maybe he doesn't belong among them.
A gesture, and the ice melts away. The air around him regains a bit of warmth, and the forces the ice from himself as best he can.
He turns, without a word, and steps to the other mugger, who recoils from him slightly. A wave of Thassarian's hand, and he is freed, as well. Thassarian gives him one last look before stepping back to Ashraf's side.
He watches him pulling out money, and hesitates for a moment. He was never much one for charity, never having much to give, but he understood mercy better than that. Mercy had been shown.
But he could follow an example.
He pulls out his own wallet- a bit of carrying money on him, but not much, and presses a few marques into Ashraf's hands without a word.]