ALONE TOGETHER | open, separation

[vellichor]

//gasps the whole god squad

At his sister's statement, he let out a soft laugh and shook his head. "Well, I do not think I've grown quite as old as you," he argued before his smile faded and concern came to his gaze as he listened to her recent trials. He knew about some of it. When he resided in her mind, he was vaguely aware of what was happening but it was all disconnected and much like a puzzle with half the pieces missing. He wanted to reassure her but he hesitated. His initial reaction was to tell her that all mortals died and she'd find another one but, even with all he didn't understand, he did understand his sister. He didn't know why but he knew that'd make her more upset so he'd stay away from it for now. He tried to think of the right words when he suddenly heard a crash and his head whipped in the direction of it, his eyes wide. It'd been so long since he heard anything and even the small disturbance seemed to startle the man. Then another man came in and he looked between them and Amunet, unsure of what he should even say. How could they see him? What did they think of him? Did he have to talk to them? He'd never met anyone before and this was both terrifying and... no, it was just terrifying, actually. He supposed there was a small part of him that was intrigued, though.

"Uh, yes, as my sister has already said, my name is Amun and it... it is a pleasure to meet all of you." Yes, that sounded good. He could remember enough introductions that he was sure he'd gotten that right. His mind was still preoccupied with the 'emotions' his sister had talked about. He could feel an ache in his chest he couldn't identify but he tried to ignore it for now and prayed to the gods that he wasn't getting sick. His gaze drifted beyond the strangers and he saw the sunlight just outside and the plants that covered the ground. A soft gasp came from the man and he stood, suddenly darting towards the door only to skid to a halt when he felt something dig into his paw. He let out a gasp and sat immediately, bringing up his paw to look at it, his eyes wide in both pain and interest. A little piece of glass stuck out from it and he looked to what the strange woman had dropped before. Well, if these caused pain then he'd need to pull it out. Without another thought, he reached forward and ripped it from his paw without much regard but this only caused him more pain and his breath caught in his throat, his ears pressing against his head.

"Oh! I see! You spread these little chips around the floor to keep out intruders! That is very smart-" his voice was tightened with pain but he seemed to be doing his best to make conversation. This probably wouldn't last long but he knew Amunet cared about these people. The least he could do was provide one decent conversation, even if he wasn't much good at this. "Perhaps it'd be better to put them somewhere else, though? I understand, though, you must have believed me to be an intruder, it is entirely understandable." He stared at his paw between glances to Belladonna. There was still odd liquid coming from the wound. He knew the name of it, though he'd never seen it come from himself. "Amunet, how do I make this stop? This uh... the blood..." his voice drifted off before he suddenly perked up and shouted, "Bleeding! I'm bleeding!" Suddenly he wasn't sure whether he was happy, shocked, or interested. Maybe all three. All he knew was his heart was beating quickly and he didn't like it. His chest heaved. This was too many emotions at once. He then glanced to the others and stated, "I apologize if my behavior is erratic. It can be that way just after a separation. I'm just a bit unpredictable sometimes when things are like this. I'm sure all these emotions will... subside soon enough.
 

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