This world's a sad place to be ✩ Joining

[cyprian]

Just a nod. Submissive, meek. Without realizing the bird's feathers had raised some. The kit disquieted him, something which he didn't feel often. Perhaps it was the other's youth paired with their desperate situation. It wasn't right. Life could be sad. He'd made people's lives sad. Killed them. He could kill this one. But the lack of apparent hope, a spark so dimmed it seemed gone, gave him pause.

-------A protective streak he hadn't seen in millennia came to life in Cyprian. Feathers lowered the ave spoke low and soft "Do you have someone in need of finding?" it was a delicate situation, a bit too delicate for all of Cyprian's usual apathy. "If you would like, I could take you home with me." It'd be so easy to bring the kit into the fold. If only they wanted to. The child may've needed something else. He offered what he could, reassurance, "There are many of us, creatures of all sorts. You'd be taken care of." the words 'I'd take care of you' seemed at the tip of his tongue, yet they didn't escape him. This feline didn't need some murderous bird watching over him, others of the Typhoon were much better suited for the task. The thought didn't stop his heart's desire, but Cyprian had a much better rein on his voice than his heart.