nú munk nár af bragði ok nær dýrum deyja [open/introduction]

[GABRIEL]

[align=center][div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-size: 9.4pt; line-height: 1.4;"]Gabe didn't have to worry so much about the kid falling over in a dead faint anytime soon, although overall, he was still concerned; it was hard not to be, with the image of his arrival preserved in memory, one more straw on the camel's back. He couldn't say what would happen when that back finally broke, but until then, all he could do was watch over Laz, and now this kid too. He'd keep an eye on everyone else, too, though several people already had that covered; besides, he doubted any of them would want Gabe to fill that role. Would that stop him? No, but the children were the ones Gabe always fretted over more anyway. Not because of their age. It was more that he just didn't trust other people around them, especially after some of the things he'd seen, and while he didn't know what had occurred in Myliu's past, the state the hybrid found him in was reminiscent of one too many children he'd come across in his lifetime. At least he was here. There were worse places to grow up.

"Yeah. Yes." The boy was making verbal improvements, and he did his best to show warmth via his dark gaze. "Eat up, kiddo." He intended to back away from the mouse, give Myliu the space to take the mouse on his own -from experience, passing food over himself didn't always work out- though he was distracted by Versailles, dragging a large pheasant over. An impressive catch, more so than the mice Gabe always caught. He had a grudge against the little shits. Her question was more difficult to answer, if only because there were only a few words associated with the child, and Gabe still wasn't convinced any were actually his name.

"Found him a little while back. He doesn't know many words yet, but as far as I can tell, he goes by Myliu." As he was speaking to her, he caught movement, another arrival, this one Imperia, who made her place on the other side, toward Versailles. It seemed like a subconscious choice, one he marked away for later out of habit. She was swift to introduce herself, even offering Myliu a flower, although in all honesty, Gabriel wasn't so certain how that would go. He couldn't help but notice that the child was focused strictly on the mouse, and before he could recommend that they all give him more space, Suiteheart arrived.

For Myliu, that was the last nail in the coffin, and Gabe kept very still as he growled, darting in for the mouse and retreating with it, likely overwhelmed by all the people. Not to mention he probably didn't trust them around while he ate. "Let's not swarm the maladapted kid next time." Granted, none of them had been present when Gabriel found him, but sometimes- eh. He couldn't hold them to the same standards as he held those once under his command.
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