05-30-2020, 11:53 PM
He was remembered. Hell, not even just remembered, but worried about. It was sometimes still difficult for Michael to process that he had actual family who cared about him now, and whether or not he was injured. He had spent his entire childhood an only kit whose parents cared little about his survival or even his existence, so now, having a sister and nieces and nephews who loved him... it was surreal. Despite his shock, the bobcat didn't hesitate in giving Jaime a warm smile of welcome, moving forward to give the youngling a little half-ug before he spoke, "Jaime... kid, I'm so glad you're back, and you're safe. Not sure who this grandfather figure is, but... if I ever meet him, I'll be sure to thank him." Thank him for getting Jaime home safe and sound, especially before Roxie fell apart from worry and stress. He knew she had enough on her shoulders for the moment with the meteor strike, her position, and Trygve's absence, and she didn't need a missing kid on top of it all. Michael would've gone out and tried to find Jaime himself, but his concussion had been keeping him inside for quite a while, and he had been spending his time helping rebuild as of late.
Even through Michael's delight at Jaime's return and the other's caring... he could still tell that the boy had been shaken up by everything that had happened. Not to mention the way that he was shifting around. The thief himself couldn't help out with any potential injuries, but he shot Ahab a short look, biting the inside of his cheek. He knew that the bear was observant enough to know when something was being hidden from him – or at least, Michael hoped that he was. Turning his blue gaze back to Jaime, he explained in the most comforting tone he could manage, "We're all alright. I hit my head on the ground during everything, and I know there have been some burns, but overall we're all alright. You don't have to worry about anybody, kid." He knew that saying that wouldn't just stop Jaime from worrying, but hopefully it would at least help with some peace in his mind. He didn't want the kid jittering around from anxiety at his young age.
Even through Michael's delight at Jaime's return and the other's caring... he could still tell that the boy had been shaken up by everything that had happened. Not to mention the way that he was shifting around. The thief himself couldn't help out with any potential injuries, but he shot Ahab a short look, biting the inside of his cheek. He knew that the bear was observant enough to know when something was being hidden from him – or at least, Michael hoped that he was. Turning his blue gaze back to Jaime, he explained in the most comforting tone he could manage, "We're all alright. I hit my head on the ground during everything, and I know there have been some burns, but overall we're all alright. You don't have to worry about anybody, kid." He knew that saying that wouldn't just stop Jaime from worrying, but hopefully it would at least help with some peace in his mind. He didn't want the kid jittering around from anxiety at his young age.
[glow=#FFAD01,1,000]" oh, it's a setup, no, no, we won't fall. "[/glow]
— Reggan