[With no way to hear her distress and seeing no unusual amount of blood from the cutting, there is nothing to stop his cuts, not even when he needs to take up the saw.
There's a solidness in human bones not present in birds. The heaviness stalls him a little, though Yuuya has focused so entirely on work alone that he's shut almost everything else out.
He pauses to wipe his face. Birds don't really perspire, but he writes it off as sweat anyway.]
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There's a solidness in human bones not present in birds. The heaviness stalls him a little, though Yuuya has focused so entirely on work alone that he's shut almost everything else out.
He pauses to wipe his face. Birds don't really perspire, but he writes it off as sweat anyway.]