GRAND THEFT AUTUMN ; MEETING 7.2

[arcy]

♡ Now, Caboose isn't actually quite sure how he found himself here. Like, here specifically. Like, he has no idea what's going on or why the white kitty-person is talking. It sounds official and there's a lotta people. This might be what keeps Caboose's attention, honestly -- the way she's addressing the whole crowd has him stopping to listen, head tilted in puzzlement. He doesn't understand, of course -- Caboose doesn't understand much. Doesn't understand titles or much of anything anyone is talking about 'cause nobody ever told Caboose anything and Caboose doesn't ask questions. New members he got, but everything else was lost on him. Promotions, too, even if he doesn't understand anything in any ways. Who were the people? He's not sure, isn't sure he even particularly cares.
Shout ... outs? Shouting out? Titles? Gemini? Caboose doesn't get it, but his tail wags anyways as he hears his name not once, but twice. And so was Church!! He was important now! Somehow. For some reason. He should probably ask Church or somebody else probably, but Caboose is perfectly content in absolute befuddlement. As he tends to be. Other than this, Caboose doesn't get, though he tries. He gets the gist at least, if only from key words. Raid something something, he doesn't get what tangles have anything to do with it. Some others things, not important.
Anyways, Caboose had a lot of questions, but people always yelled at him for having them, and everybody else seemed to understand. So Caboose just nods rather violently, helmet rattling strangely on his head as he does so. Yup, definitely understands. Definitely knows whats going on in literally any shape or form.