[Not even the apathy from her Discord can truly drown out the sense of comfort and purpose that fills Rin when he rests against her. When the soft tickle of his lashes ghosts against her skin. It's all she needs for an excuse to continue making sure to wash away the layer of grime on him.]

When the manor got hit I didn't reach out through communion because I didn't want to know if you were dead.

["I was too afraid to confirm my fears." It doesn't answer his question directly, but she hopes it conveys a point. She's not really a "words" person as she is an "actions" one. So from the nape of his neck to the waist of his back she'll make sure to cut through the layers of neglect to get to clean skin.]

I found some of your stuff, and fixed it up.