(Aww, see ya.

)
Venoxys watched the knife as it cut his skin. She didn't know how to stop him, or get his attention. She sighed, knowing she would have to get over herself. She reached out and gently touched his hand with the knife. "Seth," she murmured again, her voice slightly louder.
Syth stood up beside her, watching her carefully. "Sure, I don't mind," he murmured.