Angeal tells himself that, and tries so hard to dissociate his mind from the view in front of it. From what it means. From what he's going to do. It's easy, with the little things - scales and feathers and all that. He's seen that before. He's had that before, had to make some sort of peace, however fragile, with the fact that wings spread along his back and that his tail could whip through the air with all the force of a speeding car. Worse.
He tries to tell himself that, and it doesn't work as much as he'd like to see the grotesque way those limbs warp and press up against skin. No, against scale.
Angeal waits for him to lay down, before he reaches over with the basin. Begins to carefully clean the skin there, with a bit of warning so that Sephiroth doesn't jump as much. "...You took some of that numbing nectar beforehand, right? Smart move. But you're still tense. We need to get your mind off of this, to help make this smoother. You and Gaia go out regularly hunting together, right - why don't you describe for me how that goes? Step by step. Every detail, no matter how you might think it inconsequential, like the color of the bark on the trees."
And maybe as long as he keeps talking, that will help distract him from the fact that a knife will be pressing into his flesh.
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This is nothing he hasn't seen before.
Angeal tells himself that, and tries so hard to dissociate his mind from the view in front of it. From what it means. From what he's going to do. It's easy, with the little things - scales and feathers and all that. He's seen that before. He's had that before, had to make some sort of peace, however fragile, with the fact that wings spread along his back and that his tail could whip through the air with all the force of a speeding car. Worse.
He tries to tell himself that, and it doesn't work as much as he'd like to see the grotesque way those limbs warp and press up against skin. No, against scale.
Angeal waits for him to lay down, before he reaches over with the basin. Begins to carefully clean the skin there, with a bit of warning so that Sephiroth doesn't jump as much. "...You took some of that numbing nectar beforehand, right? Smart move. But you're still tense. We need to get your mind off of this, to help make this smoother. You and Gaia go out regularly hunting together, right - why don't you describe for me how that goes? Step by step. Every detail, no matter how you might think it inconsequential, like the color of the bark on the trees."
And maybe as long as he keeps talking, that will help distract him from the fact that a knife will be pressing into his flesh.