WATCHING THROUGH MY FINGERS / discussion

[wormwood.]

i was born, on the highway, in a train wreck

with a heart, that was beating, out of my chest

To say that Aurum was a little bit pissed about the task that had been assigned to Roy would probably be a gross understatement of the facts. He was sure that Miller hadn't meant to make the boy miserable, at least not intentionally, but that was the effect it had, and he wasn't sure if he was more aggravated at Miller, or himself for not demanding that Roy get assigned something less upsetting. Still, at the very least, Roy would have his father at his side, thanks to the fact that Miller had assigned them both together to solve different parts of the matter at hand. He was supposed to discuss a contingency plan in case something similar happened in the future. He couldn't say it was exactly a bad idea, especially considering he was one of the people here with more battle knowledge, but he still wished he was discussing such things with anybody other than Roy, whom he knew hated violence and battle more than anything. Even as the event was just beginning, it looked like the poor tiger was going to crumble in on himself, shutting down before he could even begin to start something vaguely resembling a conversation. Part of Aurum wanted to shut this whole thing down already, but he also didn't want Roy to get in trouble... fuck. A sigh left the lion as he slowly made his way over beside the boy, watching him carefully. He sat down comfortably beside his son, not even hesitating before he draped a wing over the smaller male. It was clear he would need the comfort, and it wasn't as if Miller had said he couldn't have any help.

Once he was positioned securely beside the other, Aurum allowed himself to look up, glancing over the slowly gathering faces, among them being Moth. The lion held back a frown from curling on his face, mainly just because he knew that his poor sister must've been confused. After all, she had been gone for a month now, and hadn't even been around for the incident, not to mention the raid. She probably didn't even know who Kydobi was, aside from maybe a vague idea firmly labeled as "Pittian." Shoving down his worry for his beloved sister, Aurum just dipped his head politely to her, offering her a slightly tired smile as he shifted his large paws. Once a few more faces began to appear nearby, the male finally spoke, his voice low and a little bit aggravated just thinking about what had happened, "And I'm here to help Roy with this discussion, as well as help us focus on a contingency plan in the future in case any other Pittians decide they want to trespass on our territory." He might've ended up spitting a little at the word "Pittians," but he really couldn't help it. They hadn't exactly done anything recently to prove to him they weren't just a bunch of bastards.

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