[ Despite having spent much of his life without a focus, he too felt the pang of vulnerability that came with its sudden absence, a deadly tool he could no longer rely on; another handicap and a far easier one to resent when he'd also been stripped of any other weapons. Kotallo's perseverance and adaptability shines through as it always does and is all the more reason he hones in on Beta when she arrives. Her presence is too glaring to miss.
If he can not bear arms then he will be her shield, though the crowd does not part fast enough for him before she bolts. He prowls after her wordlessly, passing the natives with narrowed eyes somewhere between scorn and apology.
When he finds her curled up he stands over her and struggles for a moment want to say. It was easy to comfort a wounded soldier, but her discomfort was invisible. Still, he tries, finally crouching down on his knees and sinking one into the ground. He reaches out with his hand but draws back, resting it on his thigh. She is so unlike Aloy in some ways and so terrifyingly like her in others, and he is compelled to approach with as much respect as possible—both had more than earned it. He rumbles softly, considerately. ]
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If he can not bear arms then he will be her shield, though the crowd does not part fast enough for him before she bolts. He prowls after her wordlessly, passing the natives with narrowed eyes somewhere between scorn and apology.
When he finds her curled up he stands over her and struggles for a moment want to say. It was easy to comfort a wounded soldier, but her discomfort was invisible. Still, he tries, finally crouching down on his knees and sinking one into the ground. He reaches out with his hand but draws back, resting it on his thigh. She is so unlike Aloy in some ways and so terrifyingly like her in others, and he is compelled to approach with as much respect as possible—both had more than earned it. He rumbles softly, considerately. ]
It is overbearing.