I want to keep you alive [o, trapped]

[wormwood.]

☆ HUNG PICTURES OF PATRON SAINTS UP ON MY WALL TO REMIND ME THAT I AM A FOOL. TELL ME WHERE I CAME FROM, WHAT I WILL ALWAYS BE: JUST A SPOILED LITTLE KID WHO WENT TO CATHOLIC SCHOOL —

The proxy couldn't help but snicker at his companions and how they recoiled from his joke, shaking his head at the cheetah before rumbling, "Not forty. Seventy, actually. I don't think it was that bad." In reality, he knew it was a pretty fucking awful joke, he just found he didn't care that much. Maybe it was getting older getting to him, or just exhaustion with the world. Either way, the angel didn't even really flinch at Octane's often comment, finding it more amusing than insulting. Plus, he found himself grinning and nodding his head when Octane thanked him for the leg, muttering softly, "It's no problem. It would be a bit hard for you to get around without it." Octane still had three fully functional legs he could've used, even without one of his prosthetics, but it wasn't exactly a big deal for him to just fly up and grab it. When the male then commented on Vignere's coloration, Aurum had to bite his tongue to keep from laughing, having his own questions about the older member's fur.

The mention of "fuckhead" made Aurum sigh a bit, mumbling as he flicked a paw in Ivan's direction, "Language, please. We've got kids around here." Glancinv over at his nephew then, the proxy said simply, "I think he may be talking about Caustic. He was here when Caustic first joined." Turning his gaze back to Octane, he questioned with a tilt of his head, "At least, that's what I think you're here for... right? Our very own doctor? Because I'm afraid you might be disappointed in his intent sending you a message. He's hurt." After the explosion and the fallout that came with it, it seemed only natural that Caustic would want his... companion around.

[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #1B1B2F; font-size: 24px;"][color=#44437F]— AURUM

#psychosocial.