07-12-2020, 11:53 PM
Excuses and denial poured forth from Ryder in a waterfall, and Aurim couldn't exactly say that he was surprised to hear them. It was obvious that the younger canine was in a bad place, and the angel found it hard to deny that he knew the reason why. The lion had been around for Ryder's joining, and had seen the moment of collective realization between the other and Leroy, and to regain something like that, only to have it torn away from you just as quickly? He couldn't imagine the pain that it would bring. He had used alcohol in the past to get over his own pain, but it had always been as an avenue to get rid of romantic troubles, rather than searing disappointment over one's own father disappearing on them. He winced a little as he thought of his own disappearing act from his children – but at least he had come back, and he had left them behind for a reason. It didn't really seem as though Leroy and Crow had any reason not to at least say boo to their families before they disappeared together, and the thought of it made Aurum's claws dig into the earth below him. He pushed those thoughts away for the moment, knowing that his anger wasn't needed right now. He could ponder such things later.
For now, the former proxy just nodded at Delilah's words, moving forward to start pulling together the empty bottles that surrounded Ryder, "This much alcohol still isn't good for you. Haven't you ever heard of taking things in moderation?" He frowned a bit as he pushed the bottles aside, making a mental note to gather them all up and dispose of them when he left. He then turned his one eyed gaze back to Ryder, the blue gleam of his eye gaining a worried and familial look. He and Leroy might not've truly been family, but he considered everyone within Tanglewood to be family, and that extended to the former leader's son as well. With this in mind, he nudged the other's side with his large muzzle, muttering in a gentle and persuasive tone, "C'mon. Even if you don't feel like talking, I can tell you're getting tired. And you should get some sleep in a proper bed, not out here propped up against a tree." He was fairly sure waking up in a bed wouldn't make the other's inevitable future headache any better, but it certainly couldn't make it worse.
For now, the former proxy just nodded at Delilah's words, moving forward to start pulling together the empty bottles that surrounded Ryder, "This much alcohol still isn't good for you. Haven't you ever heard of taking things in moderation?" He frowned a bit as he pushed the bottles aside, making a mental note to gather them all up and dispose of them when he left. He then turned his one eyed gaze back to Ryder, the blue gleam of his eye gaining a worried and familial look. He and Leroy might not've truly been family, but he considered everyone within Tanglewood to be family, and that extended to the former leader's son as well. With this in mind, he nudged the other's side with his large muzzle, muttering in a gentle and persuasive tone, "C'mon. Even if you don't feel like talking, I can tell you're getting tired. And you should get some sleep in a proper bed, not out here propped up against a tree." He was fairly sure waking up in a bed wouldn't make the other's inevitable future headache any better, but it certainly couldn't make it worse.
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— Reggan