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[rightfoot]

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"It's Louis, leave a message."

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[sylphid]

[And she just reaches to take an apple piece without even looking up again.

Good stuff right here. Thanks, Louis.]

[rightfoot]

[ SIGH.

He makes no attempt to keep it quiet or low. It's a loud, annoyed sounding sigh. He knows what she wants, he thinks?

In part.

Maybe, he could give her a little. Just enough. There's just some things he doesn't want to talk about. Some things he wants to keep for himself because he doesn't like sympathy or empathy towards where he's from. Louis has power now at home. He's a Beastar nominee, he's tamed lions, his best friend is a wolf.

But who he was makes him look so weak.

It takes awhile, but when he stands, he takes the now empty bowl, turns towards Fie, and places his hand gently on her head, messing her hair just a little. ]

This.

[ He offers. ]

My dad does this when he's both disappointed and worried about me. He has since the day he brought me home.

[ And, after a moment, he pulls his hand away to return the empty bowl to the kitchen. ]

[sylphid]

[Well that, of all things, does get her attention in an almost instinctual way. She stops and looks up immediately, looking almost confused for a hot second. Then she blinks and regains her previous expression. Nice job.]

Rean does that a lot, too. Most of the time without thinking. It's a weird habit, but not a bad one.

[rightfoot]

[ Well, it seems to have brought her out of it. He finally seems to give up for a moment, and shrug. ]

What are you hoping to hear here today? I hope you're prepared to sleep on my couch tonight. Did you bring a change of clothes?

[ Yeah. Now he's feeling... uppity about it. ]