[He waits until much, much later to confront her, having noticed Yona being more emotionally distant than her usual self the last couple of days. He isn't sure why but he has a few guesses in mind and is willing to place his bets that at least one of them is correct, and as much as he wants to approach her right away, he gives Yona her space... not for long, though.
It's when the sun is completely set and the moon is out in full force, bathing the temple in its white light that he finds her at the ponds alone. When he'd caught a glimpse of the discolouration on her shoulder, it made his stomach twist and turn uncomfortably and had almost made him turn around and leave, but... there's no point in him hiding that he's there. She could probably feel his presence coming from a mile away, so he approaches loud enough to make himself known, just in case she hadn't been paying attention.
When he pipes up, there's no effort to mask the displeasure or disgust in his voice. Not with her, but with himself. His anger and jealousy played a part in this and it only continues to spiral out of control as he tries to figure out why.]
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It's when the sun is completely set and the moon is out in full force, bathing the temple in its white light that he finds her at the ponds alone. When he'd caught a glimpse of the discolouration on her shoulder, it made his stomach twist and turn uncomfortably and had almost made him turn around and leave, but... there's no point in him hiding that he's there. She could probably feel his presence coming from a mile away, so he approaches loud enough to make himself known, just in case she hadn't been paying attention.
When he pipes up, there's no effort to mask the displeasure or disgust in his voice. Not with her, but with himself. His anger and jealousy played a part in this and it only continues to spiral out of control as he tries to figure out why.]
It's ugly.
[He's talking about the blight...]