It was difficult to believe. Had he not been here witnessing it himself, he probably wouldn't have. But this woman was most definitely Yomi. Yomi who had been very viciously impaled last night and had been, without a doubt, very much dead. And yet... here she was. She was panicked and distraught, but doubtlessly alive. And for the second time today, Klavier could feel relief twisting in his chest. This wasn't as strong a sensation as earlier and was wrought with both confusion and wariness, but it existed nevertheless.
Yomi's appearance here... seemed to explain all the greater details. She had been killed, underwent the process they used here to restore her life, and then had been left here. They had probably been planning to wake her by the time morning came, but she had woken up early, unfortunately, and had to pull herself out of the freezer. The other girl also seemed to be in a similar situation from what little he'd gathered from her. In addition, Yomi's bandages coincided with the injury that had taken her life. How much of it had healed by this point was impossible to determine, but the signs of blood beginning to seep through the bandages were evidence enough that she hadn't recovered enough to be completely in the clear yet. All this flailing around she was doing was only making her condition worse. Though he could also understand why she was doing it now. The way she had died... had to have been traumatic. She'd been killed rather violently, after all. That was probably the last memory she held. So of course she would be panicked.
She threw her hands up in front of her defensively, like she was trying to protect herself. It seemed she hadn't fully grasped her surroundings yet. It was understandable, but at this rate, she was just going to do more damage to herself. ...The slip of both his face and voice proved to be only momentary, and he returned to a sort of level, serious expression. It was soft, but the smile was gone.
"Fräulein, it's alright! It's me. It's just me." Not Albedo. Not one of the doctors or nurses. Not anyone who would do her any harm. Just him. "Listen. You're alright. You're okay. Please... calm down."
To those who knew him better, Klavier did not have a reputation for coddling. Not with strangers or friends, and most certainly not with his subordinates. Even in this sort of extreme situation, there was no intention on his end to baby her. That was an insult and a disservice to them both. No, his focus was on trying to reason with her calmly and getting her to focus on her surroundings. And he needed to keep her from continuing to reopen her wounds or doing anything worse to herself. He didn't know what he would be able to do if that were to happen. So the words were spoken with a level, negotiative calm rather than anything particularly sweet and sentimental. The command itself was a simple sort of sternness, like something a parent might use on a child. "Just relax. Try not to move so much, alright?"
Once she'd settled down and gotten a better sense of her surroundings, then he could think about moving her. For now, he left her where she was so as to not risk aggravating anything for now. However, he stayed holding her shoulders in case he needed to keep her still. It wouldn't be an issue if he could just reason with her, but she seemed unstable at the moment. In the face of unpredictability, it was best to be ready for anything.
Klavier turned his head just enough to look at the other girl through the corner of his eye. Enough so he could still keep Yomi's movements in his periphery. It looked like the hoodie had been enough to cover her adequately, though she had to still be freezing. It seemed like the girl had only found Yomi here after waking up herself. They didn't know each other at all. But her earlier claim of having died now seemed far more credible than it had been a minute ago.
"She... also died. She died last night. In the basement." The details weren't something she needed to relive at the moment. He wasn't going to traumatize her like that. "It was... pretty bad." That was vague but it should hopefully serve as some kind of explanation regarding Yomi's behavior. Not to say any death was particularly pleasant, but....
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Yomi's appearance here... seemed to explain all the greater details. She had been killed, underwent the process they used here to restore her life, and then had been left here. They had probably been planning to wake her by the time morning came, but she had woken up early, unfortunately, and had to pull herself out of the freezer. The other girl also seemed to be in a similar situation from what little he'd gathered from her. In addition, Yomi's bandages coincided with the injury that had taken her life. How much of it had healed by this point was impossible to determine, but the signs of blood beginning to seep through the bandages were evidence enough that she hadn't recovered enough to be completely in the clear yet. All this flailing around she was doing was only making her condition worse. Though he could also understand why she was doing it now. The way she had died... had to have been traumatic. She'd been killed rather violently, after all. That was probably the last memory she held. So of course she would be panicked.
She threw her hands up in front of her defensively, like she was trying to protect herself. It seemed she hadn't fully grasped her surroundings yet. It was understandable, but at this rate, she was just going to do more damage to herself. ...The slip of both his face and voice proved to be only momentary, and he returned to a sort of level, serious expression. It was soft, but the smile was gone.
"Fräulein, it's alright! It's me. It's just me." Not Albedo. Not one of the doctors or nurses. Not anyone who would do her any harm. Just him. "Listen. You're alright. You're okay. Please... calm down."
To those who knew him better, Klavier did not have a reputation for coddling. Not with strangers or friends, and most certainly not with his subordinates. Even in this sort of extreme situation, there was no intention on his end to baby her. That was an insult and a disservice to them both. No, his focus was on trying to reason with her calmly and getting her to focus on her surroundings. And he needed to keep her from continuing to reopen her wounds or doing anything worse to herself. He didn't know what he would be able to do if that were to happen. So the words were spoken with a level, negotiative calm rather than anything particularly sweet and sentimental. The command itself was a simple sort of sternness, like something a parent might use on a child. "Just relax. Try not to move so much, alright?"
Once she'd settled down and gotten a better sense of her surroundings, then he could think about moving her. For now, he left her where she was so as to not risk aggravating anything for now. However, he stayed holding her shoulders in case he needed to keep her still. It wouldn't be an issue if he could just reason with her, but she seemed unstable at the moment. In the face of unpredictability, it was best to be ready for anything.
Klavier turned his head just enough to look at the other girl through the corner of his eye. Enough so he could still keep Yomi's movements in his periphery. It looked like the hoodie had been enough to cover her adequately, though she had to still be freezing. It seemed like the girl had only found Yomi here after waking up herself. They didn't know each other at all. But her earlier claim of having died now seemed far more credible than it had been a minute ago.
"She... also died. She died last night. In the basement." The details weren't something she needed to relive at the moment. He wasn't going to traumatize her like that. "It was... pretty bad." That was vague but it should hopefully serve as some kind of explanation regarding Yomi's behavior. Not to say any death was particularly pleasant, but....