Klavier's attention had been mostly focused on the unconscious body in the room, indeed considering what exactly they were going to do. Of course his attention snapped up from the victim as soon as Kristoph uttered his first word. He didn't have to be looking at the elder to recognize the fact that the man was not pleased. A subtle quiet in the tone was enough to indicate such. And, well, maybe Klavier couldn't blame him. He'd gone outside regardless of prior warning, even going as far as leaving Kristoph behind in the room. Anything could have happened.
No, worse than that. Kristoph probably felt as though he'd been let down; Klavier's word broken. Personally, he didn't consider that the case at all but... He turned his attention to his brother, something a bit harder to do than he'd like to admit. There was some mix of discomfort and apology seeping through his expression, but he tried hard to keep a steadfast resolve. Regardless of what his brother thought... he knew what he had done wasn't wrong. Despite the wavering experssion, his voice at least seemed strong.
"...I only retrieved a body after the fight was over. That's all. Cleaning up the aftermath isn't exactly getting involved in the dispute." In a way. Alright, he did somewhat involve himself, but not to interfering levels. "As for moving the body, leaving him outside isn't an option. If we do, any creatures roaming around will be attracted to this spot. It would guarantee his death and put us in danger. Better to risk making his injury a little worse than to risk that, I would think."
As for what to do... he was still trying to figure that one out. But saying he didn't know would be completely unacceptable. He looked down at the man. He was a mess, and the longer nothing was done the worse he would get. The point remained neither he nor Kristoph knew how to tend to these wounds. Klavier paused, considering what to say. "...Well. We can't accomplish anything directly. If we can't help, at the very least, we can put him somewhere safer than a hallway. Even if simply an empty room."
It was too bad he didn't recognize this one. Even if he knew some of the man's friends, he had no way of contacting or finding any of them.
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No, worse than that. Kristoph probably felt as though he'd been let down; Klavier's word broken. Personally, he didn't consider that the case at all but... He turned his attention to his brother, something a bit harder to do than he'd like to admit. There was some mix of discomfort and apology seeping through his expression, but he tried hard to keep a steadfast resolve. Regardless of what his brother thought... he knew what he had done wasn't wrong. Despite the wavering experssion, his voice at least seemed strong.
"...I only retrieved a body after the fight was over. That's all. Cleaning up the aftermath isn't exactly getting involved in the dispute." In a way. Alright, he did somewhat involve himself, but not to interfering levels. "As for moving the body, leaving him outside isn't an option. If we do, any creatures roaming around will be attracted to this spot. It would guarantee his death and put us in danger. Better to risk making his injury a little worse than to risk that, I would think."
As for what to do... he was still trying to figure that one out. But saying he didn't know would be completely unacceptable. He looked down at the man. He was a mess, and the longer nothing was done the worse he would get. The point remained neither he nor Kristoph knew how to tend to these wounds. Klavier paused, considering what to say. "...Well. We can't accomplish anything directly. If we can't help, at the very least, we can put him somewhere safer than a hallway. Even if simply an empty room."
It was too bad he didn't recognize this one. Even if he knew some of the man's friends, he had no way of contacting or finding any of them.