[ He steps back, then, dropping Miles' arm, mouth twisting in disgust at the wound and the violence. Not his scene. Very much not his scene. Sorting truth from lies, on the other hand - that's a little closer to what he's good at. His eyes search Miles' face, and he sees truth there. It drains a little of the terror and desperation from him.
He nearly flings the knife away, but - Well. He is Illyan's man, ultimately, and Illyan's philosophy of never throwing away a tool that could be useful did filter down to them. His grip on the knife relaxes, and he passes it back to Miles. ]
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He nearly flings the knife away, but - Well. He is Illyan's man, ultimately, and Illyan's philosophy of never throwing away a tool that could be useful did filter down to them. His grip on the knife relaxes, and he passes it back to Miles. ]
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