hello my old heart, how have you been? ⚘ taking leave (GE)

[FRAGGLEROCK.]

Fraggle truly couldn't help the pain that gripped him, in spite of Aesior's frantic actions. It was clear that the other wasn't trying to hurt him, or Arlo, or Vincent, or anybody else. That alone was clear enough to the rabbit just through Aesior's attempts to speak, however futile they were. Unfortunately, knowing that did little to ease the sadness that gripped his chest, squeezing his heart and leaving him slightly breathless. The boy was vaguely aware of the tears that had begun to sting his eyes, as Aesior frantically alternated between shaking his head and facing those that had come to confront him. The entire situation was truly a mess, as Aesior's panic and confusion only served to further exacerbate Fraggle's, the rabbit shrinking back slightly. His feathered ears pressed harder against his skull as he tried to figure out what he was feeling, beyond the overwhelming sadness. Aesior's calm presence had always been a comfort for him, allowing him to gather his thoughts even when he was panicked or angry. In this case, however, he didn't have that vital shoulder to lean on. He felt alone, even with Arlo and Vincent close by.

As Aesior's telepathic words entered his mind, Frag took a brief step back, an expression of surprise and confusion spreading across his face. He had known that Aesior had telepathic abilities, considering the other had called out for him when he had been falling. However, he only ever seemed to use them in rather dire situations. Evidently, this qualified. Truthfully, the young rabbit wasn't sure he believed Aesior's explanation completely, but what was he to do? Accuse the other of lying, and risk pushing away one of the closest things to a father figure he had? Right now it seemed as though the feline intended to come back, but if they all pushed too hard, too much? Perhaps there was a chance he would decide to just call it quits, and not come back at all. That was enough to fill Fragglerock with fear. True fear, and terror. Not the vague uncomfortable feeling he got when Cleo was threatening him, or when a predator looked at him for a moment too long. Instead, his entire body just filled as though it had been filled with ice, chilled down to his very blood. For a moment, he just wanted to break down and cry, not caring about the presence of the others. Still, he didn't want to guilt Aesior into staying. It was obvious he had his reasons for wanting to go.

Even though the pain had not left him, Fraggle knew he couldn't break down. At least, not here. So instead, he just hopped forward a little, reaching out to try and embrace one of Aesior's front limbs. He would hug the other's leg gently, his own blue gaze trained down at the ground, rather than at the feline himself. If he looked directly at the other, there was no chance he'd be able to hold back the tears. He then muttered, taking a few steps back, "Okay... okay, Aesior. If you really need to go... I won't stop you." He winced as he heard his voice warble slightly, his throat suddenly feeling tight, as if he couldn't breathe. He felt even more grief now then when he had originally figured out he couldn't remember his birth family. At least he could actually remember and knew Aesior. He also knew that he couldn't remain for much longer. So, he simply offered the other a small, sad smile before turning and hopping away, his pace quicker than usual. He didn't want anybody to stop him, since that would ruin all his efforts to try and stay calm.

( out! )

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