[ There's no more retaliation left in him. Especially after getting a pity compliment, Aemond finally drops his death glare to sheepishly look away. Blocking out the sound of the crowd witnessing his loss.
As the adrenaline wanes, he feels the clarity he'd been hoping to find through all of the violence. Not a total loss, it seems. Even if he doesn't appear grateful, he is or will be more so later. Better the sting of loss than becoming an abomination.
The prince doesn't immediately lurch to move after Terry has eased up, though he eventually opts to roll onto his knees to push himself upright regardless of whether or not any effort to help him up is extended. His attention diverts to gathering his things discarded at the edge of the ring, likely to make a hasty exit. ]
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As the adrenaline wanes, he feels the clarity he'd been hoping to find through all of the violence. Not a total loss, it seems. Even if he doesn't appear grateful, he is or will be more so later. Better the sting of loss than becoming an abomination.
The prince doesn't immediately lurch to move after Terry has eased up, though he eventually opts to roll onto his knees to push himself upright regardless of whether or not any effort to help him up is extended. His attention diverts to gathering his things discarded at the edge of the ring, likely to make a hasty exit. ]