[For a moment, a childish hope and light enter Berserker's eyes. However, that light is tempered when Flatt suddenly collapses. He rushes forward, just barely in time to keep Flatt from hitting the floor.]
Master? Are you ill?
[The hold he has on the boy is a nervous one. Berserker is well aware of how easily his claws could hurt Flatt and that is the last thing he wants to do.]
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[For a moment, a childish hope and light enter Berserker's eyes. However, that light is tempered when Flatt suddenly collapses. He rushes forward, just barely in time to keep Flatt from hitting the floor.]
Master? Are you ill?
[The hold he has on the boy is a nervous one. Berserker is well aware of how easily his claws could hurt Flatt and that is the last thing he wants to do.]