Oh. Both of you are too rash, aren't you? Mio-kun. Noah-kun. You should know better after last week.
[Makima, who's been more or less respectfully stood upon her wagon to witness this execution, except for the moments when she caught Adela's eye and when they were both watching the goings-on (mostly Mio, really), speaks up for the first time.
Her golden eyes rest squarely on Noah, her movement entirely unhurried as she raises a hand without moving from her spot.
Softly, but clearly:]
Stop. Do not interfere. That's an order.
[Her hand stays in the air, her eyes boring into the boy rushing onto the scene, entirely ignoring the mess of the scene itself.]
nuh-uh
[Makima, who's been more or less respectfully stood upon her wagon to witness this execution, except for the moments when she caught Adela's eye and when they were both watching the goings-on (mostly Mio, really), speaks up for the first time.
Her golden eyes rest squarely on Noah, her movement entirely unhurried as she raises a hand without moving from her spot.
Softly, but clearly:]
Stop. Do not interfere. That's an order.
[Her hand stays in the air, her eyes boring into the boy rushing onto the scene, entirely ignoring the mess of the scene itself.]