Well...This is Aquaward [Nobu]

At Nobu's murderous look the redhead let out a small yip of surprise and backed up a step or two. From her react the treeline behind her started to react, the sounds of wood groaning and moving reaching her ears. But just as soon as it was there, it vanished and Lelianna could breath again. What had made her friend look so...hostile?

Then her eyes found the weapon again. And indeed this time she could identify it as a weapon. A blade in fact. Which immediately made the magi think about a hunter. And as Nobu flung the blade across the Loch he indeed confirmed that it had been a Hunter. Which immediately got the redhead all concerned again. Seeing as the murderous intent was gone from Nobu's face, Lelianna temporarily forgot that little incident where the silver haired magi had nearly attacked her and dashed over to him.

"Wait! A hunter!? Nobu were you hurt??" The earth magi blurted out as she stopped by his side. Up close now it was easy to see the runny crimson coming from his side. Looked like the hunter had gotten a hit in. "You're bleeding!" Blurting out the obvious, she looked around for something to help. She was no zero magi but she wanted to stop that bleeding somehow! Eventually her eyes fell on a lily pad floating off nearby. The redhead was quick to grab it (with a tiny apology given to the plant) before returning to Nobu.

"Wait Nobu please; let me put something on that to try to stop the bleeding." She implored, the worry still etched in her features. She was aware of the dead body Nobu was dragging, but at the moment her main concern was tending to her friend. Once she felt he was fine, then her mind would finally address the elephant in the room. Or rather the corpse in the grass.

Hardly a scratch!? Lelianna could see the blood coming out of it! If it was bleeding then yeah he should at least do something to help stop that! Which was exactly what lelianna was planning on doing as she grabbed the lily. Maybe she could manipulate it and help wrap it around his side to halt the bleeding or anything else getting into the wound until he could return to Haven or--

Wait what was he doing with the body?

As Lelianna approached him again, the water magi pushed the body out into the middle of the Loch, the currents beginning to take the corpse further and further away. Lelianna blinked as her brain was abruptly forced to deal with the subject. "Wait! Wait Nobu! That body should be buried!" She understood the individual had been a hunter, but he shouldn't simply be sent out to rot away in the Loch! Wouldn't the be disrespectful? Putting the lily aside for the moment, the deer magi chased after the barely floating object. She just managed to catch it before it got too far out, though her feet weren't touching the ground anymore. She certainly hadn't been expecting a swim today! She extended a mental cry for help towards any of the aquatic plantlife located on the Loch's bottom. A few seconds later she felt something slimy wrap around her feet (and make her shiver because oh gods that felt weird) before coiling under them and pushing her up somewhat. At least she had a bit of support now!

"He should at least be buried!" The earth magi called back to Nobu holding onto the dead hunter. Which she spared one brief, sad glance. Then she returned her attention back to Nobu and his question. "Oh! I um, was going to use that to try wrapping your wound. I have a few things at home that could help clean the cut out too so it doesn't get infected or anything."

Thank goodness the currents stopped. It was already kind of iffy for her to navigate the water as it were. The underwater plant life certainly helped. It probably the most unsettling of ways Lelianna had felt, but it did help push her to shore with the body. Which, truthfully, was kind of heavy. Thank the gods she was used to wrestling bears, because the water weight wasn't making this much easier too.

Only when Lelianna got to shore and Nobu spoke up did she see the dark expression on his face. The man was very clearly unhappy. The hermit winced a little, both from the cold expression on his face and his words. She understood where he was coming from. Hunters still made Lelianna horribly nervous, but fortunately she hadn't found many over her eight years within Arecia. Perhaps she'd been protected somewhat by the forest during that time? Whatever the case, she was definitely lucky.

"I...I know but..." Sighing, the earth magi looked at the body. it was bloated a bit down to the method of death Nobu used. Which meant it was not exactly nice to look at (or easier to hold). Yet all the same, knowing this was a hunter-- a member of the very guild that slaughtered her loved ones-- Lelianna just...couldn't do something like that to a body. The hunter was already dead. Wasn't that enough?

"Nobu, please." She implored him, looking up from the body in her arms. The expression she wore was a sad one. It always was when she she encountered a death. "I-I know he's a hunter and that...that I wouldn't get the same treatment if it were me." Memories held the evidence that what he was saying was true. Painful, but true. "But...I can't just let the fish have him. I've seen enough bodies get mutilated." The last part came out quietly. it was more to herself than the water magi as she averted her eyes for a moment. Who would have thought she'd technically be defending a hunter one day? In a way, at least. After a moment passed, she looked back up at Nobu. "Please, Nobu. I-I just...I can't. I know he hurt you and I still want to tend to that but please let me bury him first. I-It'll be quick, I promise."

He really was going to try and stop her, wasn't he?

Pressure pricked at the corner of her eyes; she could see them beginning to water. No, he really wasn't. Lelianna fought off the tears, averting her head. Fortunately the water still running down her face helped to disguise any tears that managed to escape. He was making a decent argument too, which was the worst part. She could understand that reasoning. Inviting more hunters to the woods was certainly not the plan. However it still felt wrong to simply leave the hunter to feed the fishes. There was something disrespectful about that she couldn't shake.

Perhaps it had to do with memories of seeing other bodies picked at and scavenged in a similar fashion.

Yet the water magi's grip on the body did not relent. Lelianna did not want to fight with Nobu, verbally or (gods forbid) physically. So she had to come to some sort of compromise. "Fine but...I'm doing it." She decided, finally looking back at Nobu. Green eyes still shone with sadness, and a hint of hurt, but they also held determination. "I at least would know how to prevent the...the body from floating to the surface again. At least let me do that much. Please."

With that if Nobu relinquished his grip, Lelianna would wade back into the water with the dead hunter. She understood Nobu's mindset, she truly did. If things had been only a little different, she likely would have shared his views on burying hunters. But this was her as it was. Leaving a corpse to be torn apart felt too close to what the hunters themselves did. That and simply disrespectful. Once again using the vines to assist her (gods that felt so nasty), Lelianna would move a little ways out into the lake before holding her breath and getting pulled under. She couldn't see anything, but she could feel the presence of the underwater plantlife as she reached the bottom. Using her powers she would bury the hunter there, sinking him into the bed of the Loch before returning to the surface. Hopefully that would be good enough.

While fish boy moodily pouted, Lelianna was busy under water. The one good thing that came with being submerged was that it was really hard to tell if someone was crying or not. Especially in the murkier depths of the Loch, where Lelianna had to shut her eyes as the bottom was disturbed. With a silent swift prayer to Tatara (hey you trying praying underwater), the hunter was essentially buried. By the time the hermit returned to the surface, any tears she had shed were mingled into the lake water soaking her.

Getting to the shore was...squishy. Would this technically count as her bath for the day? If only she'd brought something to dry off. However that was a concern for another time. There was still something she had to tend to. Nobu. Who had moved further away from the shore. Once she finally reached dry land only then did he stop. A somewhat sorrowful look came to the redhead's features. Make no mistake, she understood Nobu's side of things. It had been a hunter after all. One that had hurt him. A member of the order that hunted down people like Lelianna and Nobu as if they were animals. Yeah, she could understand why Nobu wouldn't want to give that hunter's body any sort of respect. But it just felt wrong. They were better than that.

Picking up the discarded lily pad she'd plucked earlier, Lelianna slowly approached Nobu. Her look had changed from one of sorrow to a mingling sense of sadness and sympathy. Nobu was still hurt; that had to be treated. The redhead stopped a few feet from the other magi. She wasn't sure how he'd receive her now but...Whether or not Nobu despised her, he was still hurt. "Nobu...Would you let me seal up that wound? Please?" Sure she didn't exactly look like a healer, armed only with a lily pad. But spend a few years tending to the forest and its animals and you were bound to learn a few things. "I hate to see you hurt..." Her voice was sincere, gentle, and a little hesitant. To be perfectly honest, she was fully prepared to be rejected.

There was a moment there where only silence stretched between the two. As Nobu stared at the redhead, the redhead stared right back. She fully expected to be rejected. The other magi still seemed to be angry or upset with her after she’d buried the hunter. However in the end he agreed to her help. With a silent sigh of relief a great deal of tension left her body in a whoosh. “I just want to put this on to stanch the bleeding. That’s all.” Explained the hermit. The voice she used was still gentle. She didn’t want to make Nobu more upset than he already appeared to be.

As Nobu sat, the hermit hesitantly approached and knelt beside him. After carefully maneuvering the parts of his clothing out of the way to allow her to see, the gash revealed itself. It wasn’t nearly as bad as some injuries the hermit had encountered before. Living in the wild for a few years really exposed a person to not only the beauty but also the harshness. Still, it was angry and bleeding and Lelianna figured it must sting. With lily pad in hand she gently pressed it against the wound. The pad began to expand and conform to the shape of the injury, effectively forming a bandage that halted the blood-flow. As that happened the root of the lily pad grew. It snaked around the water magi’s torso and tied the pad to him so it would not easily come off. The makeshift wrap was tight, but not terribly so. Just enough to stop more blood from leaving the man.

While this was all going on Lelianna silently registered what Nobu was saying. He really wasn’t happy she’d buried that hunter, wasn’t he? Though it was entirely understandable. A few moments passed in silence. Lelianna had to debate with herself. This was…pretty personal. Yet she felt like it was the only answer she had left to give to the other magi that he might understand. So Lelianna breathed in deeply as she worked; she had to steel herself for the pain that remembering brought. “Because no one buried my parents, Nobu.” The voice that spoke carried the sadness and pain the hermit felt. Not directed at anything Nobu had done this time. No, this was a pain that was years old. She didn’t like this subject one bit.

But since the wound was already open, then why not just rip it all the way?

“When they…I had to go back for them. I couldn’t go back immediately; I had to wait until the fighting was over. And…” And what she’d found had not been pretty. Their corpses, along with the rest of the fallen, had been looted. Only not just for the items they had on them. There had been other parts stripped away. All of this came flooding back to her whether she wanted it to or not. When she had finished creating the bandage for Nobu the hermit looked away. “…I know what a body looks like after animals have gotten to it.” What animals was she referring to? Who knew. “I buried every single one of them Nobu, I-“ Great, there came the tears again. This was why she’d turned her head. With a death so fresh and unpleasant memories being forced to the surface away from Y’enthal, tears were bound to come. “I promised I’d never let that happen to someone ever again, if I could help it. Even if they were a hunter. I-I know they wouldn’t do the same for me but it’s just…It’s something I do Nobu.” That’s all she really could say. Whether or not it would be enough was entirely up to her friend. If she could still call him that.

“And I want to help you because you’re hurt, Nobu.” This part was far easier to explain. “You’re my friend. Or I-I still think of you like that.” I mean, he had seemed pretty peeved about her burying the hunter in the first place. Lelianna sincerely hoped it wouldn’t ruin things between them but there was that possibility. Much as she didn’t like to think about it.