KISS MY EYES & LAY ME TO SLEEP // open

[MYERS]

[align=center][div style="text-align:justify;width:55%;font-family:verdana;"]He isn't sure what to make of this, all of it. The bear is ready to turn and leave in order to seek out Roan, but the child had a way of appearing at just the right moment, it seemed. All he can do is watch, suddenly feeling all-too-awkward in the apathy that had been forced upon him since he'd awoken. If there was a goal here, an objective, he'd already failed. Now all he could do was revel empty in the fact that somebody was hurt and there was nothing he could do about it. He was supposed to be better than this.

Roxanne doesn't appear to be in any better shape, pushing the weight harder against his chest. What had happened in his absence? He feels all at once painfully useless, and painfully alone in a crowd of people who knew each other far better than they knew - or wanted to know - him. He was an outsider, here. He doesn't even know the new cubs' names: neither Roxanne's, nor Goldenluxury's. Ahab stills, feels the hard line of his jaw tighten at the thought. They would take care of each other, and he would continue to linger in the peripheral, uncertain as to his role and how, if at all, he could do better. Giving Roxie and Aphra more space was the least he could do.