Everything had devolved into yelling and Atticus felt his blood starting to boil. He had to 'find someone' but wouldn't specify who. Apparently they were not important enough to mention. The feline could only stare with a narrowing gaze as Corruptedtimelines began to dig themselves into a deeper hole the more they talked. The others, sadly, also did the same. The only voice advocating for lowered tones between them seemed to Pere.

At the adoptive child comment, a snarl ripped out from between Atticus' gritted teeth. "Do not hold your status above him." A paw whipped out from underneath him and pointed out towards Aesior's child. "You are no father and you will not be." The feline's gaze temporarily moved over towards Solsken. They appeared to be getting agitated to no fault of their own. Atticus could only feel sympathy for their situation, especially after being told by their pseudo-father that they don't understand why he left. Rounding back on Corruptedtimelines, the feline mentioned one more fact. "After all, you said it yourself. The only person you care about lies unconscious on a table." So, why would they care about Aesior's own?

Atticus, continuing on his spiel, let out a hiss. "You say you don't care, but you came back. You say your feelings and are valid, but that doesn't remove the pain they caused. You say you have a right to see Aesior... but you don't." Despite Atticus' qualms with Aesior's recent decisions, he was still protective of the leader. The luminary had been wronged. There was no need to subject him to further harm, even if he was unconscious.

With claws starting to unsheathe, he let out a huff. "If Aesior awakes-" Atticus could only think of the other's nasty infection which probably lingered near the brain. "-it'll be his choice to see you." The feline squinted at the former Tanglewood leader. "If he does not want to see you, you have to accept that." He craned his head. Hopefully, they would understand. "You have caused him- no, all of US- harm when you abandoned us." The long-time Tanglewood member could only remember the agony they go through when one of their own left, especially a leader. It left the group in disarray. Only recently did they get back onto their feet.

"Now fucking shut up and accept our terms." The domestic cat bluntly stated. "Or leave."

Atticus shook his head. He cared? Did he really? Leaving without a word to the rest of them was not caring. Whether Corruptedtimelines liked it or not, he did abandon them. The ignorant could fend for himself, could he? But not for the others apparently. Whoever they went to find, he did not care. It did not matter. The story was bullshit. Whatever it may be, there was no hope for Atticus' belief in it. The truth was in front of him. "Without a full story, then you appear to be an ignorant, uncaring cunt," he bluntly replied. "Even so, you left. That's it. You cannot deny that."

The domestic feline could feel the anger rise in the back of his throat, ready to snap as the other started to leave. Rather than fueling the fire, he turned back towards Solsken's home. He debated on whether or not he should enter, but ultimately decided on following the rest. With that, he walked past the crowd that had gathered and entered Solsken's house, following with a door slam.