i miss you // o, nightmare

[FRAGGLEROCK.]

Cautious. Fraggle liked being cautious. It was pretty much a necessity of his life, considering how small and vulnerable he was in pretty much... all cases. This time was no different. Although the boy would've liked to just trust that Damion had no ill-intent, he couldn't help but feel like something was wrong. The dark chuckling, and the odd, stilted way the other was speaking... it all just screamed threat to Fragglerock. So much so that he even glanced over at Cleopatra to see if she perhaps felt the same. He knew the other disliked him – hated him, really – but even she had to see that something was wrong, right? However, she seemed to be ignoring him, something which wasn't exactly unusual. Part of him almost hoped Damion attacked her, but he shoved that part down, not liking that particular line of thinking. He wasn't a mean-spirited person like that. Not like her.

Taking a particularly shaky breath inwards, the young rabbit moved to hop inside, glancing around momentarily before he spoke, "Uh... like I said, I heard the shouting too. Is something wrong? You're not hurt, right?" His entire body was tense as he spoke, ready to cut and run at the very first sign of danger that arose. At least if Damion was hurt, that would mean Fraggle would have an excuse to dart off and go grab someone with medical knowledge, like Aesior. Anything to get away from this dangerous situation, really.

[glow=#4c2c1c,2,300]YOU CAN WRAP MY BRAIN IN PLASTIC[/glow]