[Da Vinci's seen a couple of the results of this kidnapping by now. Her outfit, once a smart little blouse and skirt combination that would have given away her librarian day job, is torn and disheveled from her encounters inside. But she's far better off than some of the others, all becoming what she could only describe as "experimental subjects". To what end, she has no idea; she's more concerned with the sheer horror and brutality of it right now.
And among the other escapees, outside, is a familiar figure. A bloodied familiar figure, with obvious signs of injury and mistreatment.
Da Vinci's face twists into a rare horrified look, her voice barely holding back a tremble. Even she can't mask it entirely.]
What... What the hell?!
[In an instant, she's by Kiara's side, torn between offering her support if she needs it and getting in closer to examine what's been done to her.]
What happened? And be careful... you might still be bleeding!
[It's not that she's more concerned for Kiara than the others, exactly. Not even because of the rough shape she seems to be in. It's just... complicated. Like it hits home more with someone who also used to be a Servant.]
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And among the other escapees, outside, is a familiar figure. A bloodied familiar figure, with obvious signs of injury and mistreatment.
Da Vinci's face twists into a rare horrified look, her voice barely holding back a tremble. Even she can't mask it entirely.]
What... What the hell?!
[In an instant, she's by Kiara's side, torn between offering her support if she needs it and getting in closer to examine what's been done to her.]
What happened? And be careful... you might still be bleeding!
[It's not that she's more concerned for Kiara than the others, exactly. Not even because of the rough shape she seems to be in. It's just... complicated. Like it hits home more with someone who also used to be a Servant.]