[Ianchus' reaction startles him, breaking that tranquil obedience he'd learned to sink into. He feels a little bit like he's coming out of a spell. This is new for him. No one in the past has apologized to him for anything like this before.
Still, he draws his hand back, breathing steadier.]
It's -- it's fine.
[The instinct to be good is still there, still alive, after all. And Ianchus is still right there, might change his mind, but Jezebel's eyes flicker briefly between him and the way out.]
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Still, he draws his hand back, breathing steadier.]
It's -- it's fine.
[The instinct to be good is still there, still alive, after all. And Ianchus is still right there, might change his mind, but Jezebel's eyes flicker briefly between him and the way out.]