[Her statement isn't rude; it's practical. Diluc's an experienced enough combatant to understand that the mission comes before the soldier. If he weren't able to keep up the fight, dragging him onward would only needlessly weigh her down.
Honestly, that understanding is part of why he prefers to go it alone. When he was younger and more idealistic, this sort of reality bothered him. But he's no longer a child, and can't afford to be soft-hearted on the battlefield. If there's no one else there, there's no need to worry about it either way.
The offer to heal him once this is over, however, surprises him. He's grateful.]
Understood.
[Slowly and deliberately, he goes to where he's left his claymore and lifts it.]
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Honestly, that understanding is part of why he prefers to go it alone. When he was younger and more idealistic, this sort of reality bothered him. But he's no longer a child, and can't afford to be soft-hearted on the battlefield. If there's no one else there, there's no need to worry about it either way.
The offer to heal him once this is over, however, surprises him. He's grateful.]
Understood.
[Slowly and deliberately, he goes to where he's left his claymore and lifts it.]
We've lost enough time. Let's go.