RIGHT BETWEEN THE EYES ☆ joining

[SAINTKIT.]

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SAINTKIT

HARDLY KNOW HOW BAD IT GETS

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The presence of yet another Pittian caused Saintkit to shrink back slightly, although it wasn't really intentional. Rather, it was an instinct, based off of him just trying to keep himself alive. Despite this, he managed to relax after another moment, surprised to feel that same strange feeling of familiarity when he looked at Gael, just as he had felt when he saw Aine. Yet still, he wasn't sure why he felt like he knew them. After all, he hadn't truly met anyone besides his parents in his relatively short life, so why would he know these two Pittians? For now, the creamsicle colored child wasn't given much time to ponder it, considering his body was still aching and weak, and he still yearned for some kind of food, and protection. Perhaps if he was a little bit older, he would've refused Gael's offer to be carried, far too worried about some false sense of pride to even consider it. However, seeing as young Saint was only three months old, and still used to being carried, he didn't hesitate in nodding his head.

Taking another step forward so that he would be within Gael's reach, Saint hesitated briefly before he questioned, curious, "Would... would people here really not mind if I have food and water? I know some of the groups don't like outsiders..." Those were the groups that his parents had constantly told him to avoid, but their names all sort of jumbled in his head, essentially lost to time. It was hard to keep track of them all, when he was told about them while stumbling after his mother and father's long strides.

━ GUESS I'LL JUST GO BACK TO BED┆PITT PUP. ━