04-14-2021, 09:00 AM
[align=center][div style="font-family: arial; font-size: 7.5pt; max-width: 400px; text-align: justify; line-height:120%"]There was indeed a great deal that had transpired during only a short time, panic a rather good motivator. Tongue held between teeth, tip aching as jaws shit, words carefully parsed. Indeed, worry rested along the crease of lips, in the weary flick of gaze, unbeknownst how it rose and painted once lax features. Stranger was he to it, this quiet thrum that was quelled only as reassurance was offered in paced out words, the realisation striking only as it abated.
He cared for the child, that much certain, but he bore some modicum of such for the majority that deemed this rocky terrain a suitable home, few those who lacked it. Aside the thought brushed, composure maintained though he found regret rose forth, his prior wording somewhat harsh, their use unconscious as glossed over the true gravity of the situation. Maybe it was best he began to rethink things, old habits long since thought buried arising, humour a honed method for all the wrong reasons.
"It is best you rest first." Soft his tone, unsure if such was even possible even as he spoke. Through his travels he had gleaned some medical knowledge, enough that allowed basic treatment, time had been unkind to this small well of knowledge, however, and this not something he had been met with before. Further problems presented, transport one of the most glaring. The show that Fraggle had not sustained any breaks good news, slow the movement of his gaze, noted that no break of the skin had occurred. Rather remark, unscathed seemed the child, graced by a luck that brought laughter bubbling up in his throat. Back was it swallowed, wrong for this situation, alone was he to understand the cause.
Much too short the time of relative peace, question forming against his tongue whisked away as another made themself known. Expected should she had been, a vulture to the site of carrion, no, lesser than that, her purpose without reason. Lips shifted, teeth exposed for a brief moment, his turn stilled as a response rose. There was no halting the laughter that came forth all too suddenly, falling away as he tried to draw in a breath. It seemed the child had bite, more capable than he had proven himself, pride reflected in the grin contouring his lips as he calmed down once more.
Back turned to Cleopatra, unnecessary any input he may offer and he did not care to engage one who had proven she bore only ill intent that was undeserved, a target chosen simply for she incorrectly guessed him as weaker than her. None were such, the black hole carved out for a missing heart fit only for the lowest worm. "I think it best we bring you back to the cave." A proper assessment and treatment best within shelter and well away from prying eyes, his attention shifting between Aesior and Arlo. By this point it seemed abundantly clear Fraggle would be incapable of getting there under his own power, the question as to whom who take the child, let alone even question if he would allow it, left unspoken.
He cared for the child, that much certain, but he bore some modicum of such for the majority that deemed this rocky terrain a suitable home, few those who lacked it. Aside the thought brushed, composure maintained though he found regret rose forth, his prior wording somewhat harsh, their use unconscious as glossed over the true gravity of the situation. Maybe it was best he began to rethink things, old habits long since thought buried arising, humour a honed method for all the wrong reasons.
"It is best you rest first." Soft his tone, unsure if such was even possible even as he spoke. Through his travels he had gleaned some medical knowledge, enough that allowed basic treatment, time had been unkind to this small well of knowledge, however, and this not something he had been met with before. Further problems presented, transport one of the most glaring. The show that Fraggle had not sustained any breaks good news, slow the movement of his gaze, noted that no break of the skin had occurred. Rather remark, unscathed seemed the child, graced by a luck that brought laughter bubbling up in his throat. Back was it swallowed, wrong for this situation, alone was he to understand the cause.
Much too short the time of relative peace, question forming against his tongue whisked away as another made themself known. Expected should she had been, a vulture to the site of carrion, no, lesser than that, her purpose without reason. Lips shifted, teeth exposed for a brief moment, his turn stilled as a response rose. There was no halting the laughter that came forth all too suddenly, falling away as he tried to draw in a breath. It seemed the child had bite, more capable than he had proven himself, pride reflected in the grin contouring his lips as he calmed down once more.
Back turned to Cleopatra, unnecessary any input he may offer and he did not care to engage one who had proven she bore only ill intent that was undeserved, a target chosen simply for she incorrectly guessed him as weaker than her. None were such, the black hole carved out for a missing heart fit only for the lowest worm. "I think it best we bring you back to the cave." A proper assessment and treatment best within shelter and well away from prying eyes, his attention shifting between Aesior and Arlo. By this point it seemed abundantly clear Fraggle would be incapable of getting there under his own power, the question as to whom who take the child, let alone even question if he would allow it, left unspoken.