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Indeed there was nothing within the youth which might prove close to a child, the very memories of those days faded, little more than the tang of salt on the air and the sharp cries as they had wrestled with those they had once seen as family. Yet in a way it seemed fitting as well for what were they but a child in this world, taken all too soon and what little they had known wiped away to be replaced with something more. They held no worldly experience, had seen little of the world they had once inhabited and this was one alien to them entirely, an unknown which bred within them a sense of fear. It did not matter their attempts to bury it the hard knot was there, curling within their stomach, hard and uncomfortable.
Swallowing thickly they seemed to remember their manners, tone lowering and growing ashamed, their ears slicking back. “Please. I'm sorry for how I acted, it has been... a long time since I was last around anyone.” They held no idea how to interact with either, choosing to center their gaze upon their paws. Claws dug into the soft earth, tearing grooves into it as they spoke, wanting nothing more than to be out of this situation. Used to orders or being scolded for the smallest wrong doing they were unused to the soft offer, nor had they been expecting it, unable to fully show their gratitude that these strangers seemed welcoming of them. Surely it was only because they appeared a child to them, barely old enough to be alone, yet they took it where they could, hoping they would not take their sudden shift as something negative.
Their brow furrowed once more as Margaery spoke once more, wondering at just what she was speaking of. They had expected others yet the strangeness of it all, of this 'Observatory' and 'Bunker', was proving too much for them all at once. “I-I... no, there is nowhere.” Settling on the best answer they could give Art gave a small smile, trying to dismiss this line of conversation, not wishing to get into where they came from for it was long ago, a place they could never go once more.
/ it's more than okay
Swallowing thickly they seemed to remember their manners, tone lowering and growing ashamed, their ears slicking back. “Please. I'm sorry for how I acted, it has been... a long time since I was last around anyone.” They held no idea how to interact with either, choosing to center their gaze upon their paws. Claws dug into the soft earth, tearing grooves into it as they spoke, wanting nothing more than to be out of this situation. Used to orders or being scolded for the smallest wrong doing they were unused to the soft offer, nor had they been expecting it, unable to fully show their gratitude that these strangers seemed welcoming of them. Surely it was only because they appeared a child to them, barely old enough to be alone, yet they took it where they could, hoping they would not take their sudden shift as something negative.
Their brow furrowed once more as Margaery spoke once more, wondering at just what she was speaking of. They had expected others yet the strangeness of it all, of this 'Observatory' and 'Bunker', was proving too much for them all at once. “I-I... no, there is nowhere.” Settling on the best answer they could give Art gave a small smile, trying to dismiss this line of conversation, not wishing to get into where they came from for it was long ago, a place they could never go once more.
/ it's more than okay
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