09-08-2018, 03:35 PM
It was fairly soon after Imperia showed up that Roman followed, his ears pricked slightly as he limped over, concern washed upon his face at the young male's appearance. Roman knew of heartache and missing another to the extent of not taking care of one's self, but he also knew of healing and missing the other in a healthy manor. It seemed as though many of the children of the clan knew of the first, but not the latter, but they would find out in time, if their ways changed and they didn't kill themselves first.
Roman would listen to the words that Imperia spoke, looking over towards Alexander with hope that he would take the pheasant, eat one or two bites at least. He cared for the boy, wanted him to be okay, wanted him to heal, but he had to help himself first. "Even if you're not that hungry, take one or two bites, please." He'd speak up at last, coming to sit beside Imperia, nursing his missing leg carefully so that it didn't sting when it hit the ground.
Roman would listen to the words that Imperia spoke, looking over towards Alexander with hope that he would take the pheasant, eat one or two bites at least. He cared for the boy, wanted him to be okay, wanted him to heal, but he had to help himself first. "Even if you're not that hungry, take one or two bites, please." He'd speak up at last, coming to sit beside Imperia, nursing his missing leg carefully so that it didn't sting when it hit the ground.