01-02-2021, 11:03 PM
Deldrach. It was a name that Michael had never heard before, but it was clear that she knew where she was, and what she was doing. It was because of this that he found himself at ease, dipping his head to her before he spoke in a friendly tone, "Nice to meet you then, Deldrach. Always nice to see old faces around again, and get to hear their stories." He was relaxed, but at the mention of Goldie, he found himself tensing up once again. An echo of pain ran through the dealer, and he tried to ignore the way that the captain's name made his heart sink. He knew that it wasn't intentional. Goldie had never been one to intentionally cause pain in her own members, and that was something the bobcat had always appreciated. She was fair, and kind, and although she had always intimidated him on some level, he had also relied on her, as well. But now... now that was all just gone. She didn't know who he was... couldn't even remember his name, nor the names of her family. He didn't blame her, since there was nothing different that could've been done, especially given Stryker's death by her hand, but... he couldn't deny that it hurt.
He could hear the voice of another, already talking about how Goldie was probably resting. He vaguely recognized the voice as that of Keona, his fellow dealer, but he found it hard to focus, all of a sudden. With a sigh, he forced that same welcoming smile back onto his muzzle, beginning to explain, "Like Keona said, she's probably resting right now. Goldie... she... I mean..." He struggled to find words, but thankfully he didn't have to flail about for long. The woman of the hour herself soon approached, causing Michael's head to snap up in surprise. The thief honestly hadn't expected her to be out of the temple so soon, given the condition that she had been in when he had gone to visit. Still, he just fell silent, allowing the tigress to explain on her own what had happened. Once she was done, he found himself muttering a bit lamely, his own head suddenly hurting, "...Yeah. That." He hoped somewhat desperately that Goldie would be able to just... return to her old self sometime soon, but he had a feeling that wasn't going to happen. He had seen many others with head injuries over his years of thievery, and it was never an easy recovery process.
He could hear the voice of another, already talking about how Goldie was probably resting. He vaguely recognized the voice as that of Keona, his fellow dealer, but he found it hard to focus, all of a sudden. With a sigh, he forced that same welcoming smile back onto his muzzle, beginning to explain, "Like Keona said, she's probably resting right now. Goldie... she... I mean..." He struggled to find words, but thankfully he didn't have to flail about for long. The woman of the hour herself soon approached, causing Michael's head to snap up in surprise. The thief honestly hadn't expected her to be out of the temple so soon, given the condition that she had been in when he had gone to visit. Still, he just fell silent, allowing the tigress to explain on her own what had happened. Once she was done, he found himself muttering a bit lamely, his own head suddenly hurting, "...Yeah. That." He hoped somewhat desperately that Goldie would be able to just... return to her old self sometime soon, but he had a feeling that wasn't going to happen. He had seen many others with head injuries over his years of thievery, and it was never an easy recovery process.
— Reggan