cw: blood

[ Brainwashed or not, sweet and gentle Nyuu's the last person he would have expected to take a swing at him. There's no time to react, the next second he feels lightning hot pain across his face and he staggers back with a cry, a hand cupping the side of his cheek and feeling sticky warm blood where her cleaver had cut a line from his jaw to his cheekbone.

Hah, fuck. They've really poisoned her mind. Okay, fair. He did walk in and try to manipulate her into thinking he's on her side in order to avoid this exact scenario, but everything he just said wasn't a lie and it pains him she won't believe him. He manages to crack open one eye. ]

Nyuu! I mean it! What part don't you believe?!