So sh-shy (open)

[Donovan]

Donovan would let go of her hand and leap up on top of the protected ledge. Ya know, the one put their so you don't fall off! Then he would turn with a big smile and offer her his hand.

"C'mon! Close your eyes and I'll pull you up."

[Stigma Wyatt]

She hesitates to take his hand again, but, eventually manages to do so.

"Alright..."

In terms of climbing up somewhere dangerous and closing her eyes and being at the mercy of this newfound acquaintance? She didn't fear it much. If she dies, it wouldn't be her first time.

[Donovan]

He would help her up carefully and make sure he had a good grasp of her.

"Now, open your eyes and stare straight down at the ground."

As he was doing! It was a good few stories up, a fall from this height would very likely be fatal!

"If we were to fall, or the ledge were to break, or a huge gusty of wind blew us at just the wrong moment when we weren't stable we would surely fall to our deaths."

[Stigma Wyatt]

Stigma would open her eyes and stare down, blinking to adjust her vision as she'd take in the height.

"This is true." she'd agree with the statement. She sounds like she's waiting for the rest of what he's getting at!

[Donovan]

Donovan was smiling.

"Now, look up towards the horizon. Take in the sights, at how beautiful the world looks from up here."

He would wait for her to take a look at the sights.

"Fighting should feel like this. At any moment something wrong could happen and that will be it for me. But, while I'm still here I can enjoy the view. And life is always better when you've got the thrill that it could all end in just a moments notice!"

He would stand there and take a deep breath.

[Stigma Wyatt]

She would glance up and take in the horizon as instructed. Of all the things mentioned, this was the one she had the least amount of difficulty understanding. It was hard not to feel a pang of emotion at the world that was left. It wasn't all like her territory...with its walls, and well...dirt. Many places still had so much life and probably what freedom looked like.

"It can't be like that for me." she'd say honestly, her eyes drifting away back down to the ground far below.

"I see what you are saying. A rush that feels enjoyable. It's a dangerous thing."

[Donovan]

Donovan tilted his head in confusion.

"Why?"

[Stigma Wyatt]

"To fight is to enforce." she'd say, not specifying that it was so for herself but it was heavily implied.

"Also. This."

Stigma would twirl on one heel before suddenly letting herself fall backwards off the barrier they were standing on.

[Donovan]

And just like that Stigma slipped from his grasp!

"STIGMA!"

Donovan would call out as he leapt off the edge and hurled himself to grab the girl! He would pull out a knife cutting his arm. Doing so a black mist would form over his body as his power intensified. He'd quickly spin to his left keeping the girl to his right as he slammed his fist into the ground. Doing so would destroy his arm, but it would take away from their falling velocity enough for then to survive the fall, albeit a little beaten and bruised... Donovan would turn to Stigma.

"What the fuck was that about?!"

He would exclaim as the black mist faded away.

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Zero Ability/First Gift: When Donovan takes damage that causes him to bleed a black mist flows around his body and his muscles become more refined and he has an increase in strength (and rage) +26 Atk

[Stigma Wyatt]

Stigma's calm expression would turn to one of shock as her eyes widened considerably.

Wait, he wasn't supposed to jump too.

Everything happened a bit quickly after that, and instead of the quick blackness of death, she instead would land a bit painfully. Considering she was still healing from her previous injuries, it wasn't a comfortable landing in any sense.

She wouldn't look back at him as she answered.

"You were not supposed to do that..."

Gods she could feel her heart pounding from the ordeal.

[Donovan]

Donovan whinced as he tried to sit up only to cry out in pain as he tried to use his messed up arm! Letting go of Stigma he would use his other arm to prop himself up.

"What else I suppose to do?! Let you die! I don't think so!"

[Stigma Wyatt]

Of course he was supposed to let her die...he even said he didn't want to be a hero. This was highly heroic.

"I think I managed a glimpse of what you meant..." she'd say, somewhat changing the subject.

[Donovan]

Donovan would blink... then sigh.

"Yeah? That's good at least. How so?"

[Stigma Wyatt]

"You surprised me." she says.

"I did not expect to have to be concerned with your actions. Yet you put yourself in danger in an act of heroism. I was fearful for you."

While she felt very little concern for her own safety, she did feel concern for others. So in a way it was pretty similar.

"A strange rush I'd never felt."

[Donovan]

Donovan's face would suddenly feel really hot all of a sudden!

"He-heroic! No-no at all! I just thought you doing something stupid so I stopped you! That's all!"

Then he would go to fold his arms only remember one of them wasn't working anymore, so he would appear to be awkwardly hugging himself with his right arm. When he realized this he would situate himself into a standing position.

"I-in any case! I'm glad you understand now!"