09-18-2019, 12:07 AM
When Roy fixed him with a distant gaze, seeming more in his head than out in the real world, Worm felt his worry grow even more, and he wanted to just reach out and wrap his arms around the boy, pulling him close and comforting him. However, he held himself back, not wanting to seem too terribly overbearing. Sure, he was usually a well known worrywart, but that didn't mean that he wanted Roy to be embarrassed by him. Eventually the young tiger finally spoke, his words quiet and so calm it almost startled Worm out of his panic. I think I fell into the ocean. I don't remember why. The words that came forth from Roy's mouth just made Wormwood shift nervously, not liking the thought that Roy had just disappeared off on his own, and now he couldn't remember why he had ended up in the ocean. It reminded him almost like what he had been like after his raging state, when his mind had been full of fuzz and he hadn't known where he was going or what he was doing. Thankfully Roy hadn't done as stupid as he had done – after all, he had gone off and hugged a bear, while Roy had just taken a dip – but Worm still felt confused and anxious as he inspected Roy, gently prodding at him with his nose and being especially careful not to nick the tiger with his horns.
Once he was suitably sure that Roy wasn't injured, he pulled back and glanced at Leroy, who had helpfully offered to go and get a towel. Not only was he glad to see Leroy out and about, rather than just cooping himself up inside of the Roux household, but he was also happy that the proxy was offering something so helpful. He opened his mouth to go and tell Leroy to grab a towel, but Roy was talking again, surprising Worm and making him turn. He was telling people not to worry, but the mere act of Roy speaking so much made Wormwood worried in and of itself. It wasn't that he was sad that Roy was talking more – he loved encouraging his son to get out there more and interact more with the rest of Tanglewood as a whole – but it seemed like such an abrupt and odd change, especially since the last time that Wormwood had seen his adopted son, Roy had been looking absolutely crushed and horrified because of what Worm had done to the Pittian. However, it seemed as though that incident was just a far off past in Roy's mind, forgotten in favor of being more focused in the morning – although he honestly didn't seem that focused.
He glanced between Leroy and Delilah for a moment before shaking his head at Roy, barking to the young tiger as he sat back on his haunches, "We're gonna worry about you, Roy. You're my son, and their clanmate, and you're all wet. You're gonna get sick if you just stay in this state..." It wasn't as if Roy could just will his fire alight to burn off all of the water clinging to his fur, so Worm turned to Leroy and mumbled softly, thinking, "Can you go and grab that towel for him? Thank you for offering... oh, and can you grab my cloak? I have it sitting right to the right of the door inside my home... it can keep him warm after he's toweled down." He didn't want to trouble Leroy too much, but he also knew that the other male probably liked being helpful right now so that he didn't feel useless, and plus Worm knew that if the Proxy honestly didn't want to help, he wouldn't have offered. He wasn't exactly the type to not tell you to fuck off if he thought you should fuck off. That honesty was something that Worm liked about Leroy... usually.
Glancing back over at his child, Wormwood questioned as he glanced off over the tiger's shoulder towards where he knew the shore was, "So... you fell into the ocean, but you don't remember why? Do you remember how you got there?" He hoped that Roy did, since it would alleviate his fears at least a little bit. It would be more understandable to him if Roy had just taken off and had accidentally ended up rushing right into the ocean while he was upset, than if he had just walked off into the ocean for no reason, and now couldn't remember why. As he waited for a response, the hellhound glanced at Delilah and questioned softly, "Hey Del, you know what kind of things could cause possible memory loss, right...?" He knew that Delikah used to be a medic – and still seemed to want to be, somewhat – so perhaps she could see something in Roy's state that Worm hadn't caught onto.
Once he was suitably sure that Roy wasn't injured, he pulled back and glanced at Leroy, who had helpfully offered to go and get a towel. Not only was he glad to see Leroy out and about, rather than just cooping himself up inside of the Roux household, but he was also happy that the proxy was offering something so helpful. He opened his mouth to go and tell Leroy to grab a towel, but Roy was talking again, surprising Worm and making him turn. He was telling people not to worry, but the mere act of Roy speaking so much made Wormwood worried in and of itself. It wasn't that he was sad that Roy was talking more – he loved encouraging his son to get out there more and interact more with the rest of Tanglewood as a whole – but it seemed like such an abrupt and odd change, especially since the last time that Wormwood had seen his adopted son, Roy had been looking absolutely crushed and horrified because of what Worm had done to the Pittian. However, it seemed as though that incident was just a far off past in Roy's mind, forgotten in favor of being more focused in the morning – although he honestly didn't seem that focused.
He glanced between Leroy and Delilah for a moment before shaking his head at Roy, barking to the young tiger as he sat back on his haunches, "We're gonna worry about you, Roy. You're my son, and their clanmate, and you're all wet. You're gonna get sick if you just stay in this state..." It wasn't as if Roy could just will his fire alight to burn off all of the water clinging to his fur, so Worm turned to Leroy and mumbled softly, thinking, "Can you go and grab that towel for him? Thank you for offering... oh, and can you grab my cloak? I have it sitting right to the right of the door inside my home... it can keep him warm after he's toweled down." He didn't want to trouble Leroy too much, but he also knew that the other male probably liked being helpful right now so that he didn't feel useless, and plus Worm knew that if the Proxy honestly didn't want to help, he wouldn't have offered. He wasn't exactly the type to not tell you to fuck off if he thought you should fuck off. That honesty was something that Worm liked about Leroy... usually.
Glancing back over at his child, Wormwood questioned as he glanced off over the tiger's shoulder towards where he knew the shore was, "So... you fell into the ocean, but you don't remember why? Do you remember how you got there?" He hoped that Roy did, since it would alleviate his fears at least a little bit. It would be more understandable to him if Roy had just taken off and had accidentally ended up rushing right into the ocean while he was upset, than if he had just walked off into the ocean for no reason, and now couldn't remember why. As he waited for a response, the hellhound glanced at Delilah and questioned softly, "Hey Del, you know what kind of things could cause possible memory loss, right...?" He knew that Delikah used to be a medic – and still seemed to want to be, somewhat – so perhaps she could see something in Roy's state that Worm hadn't caught onto.
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