he may be gone for a while , to get his thoughts on track. he thinks he messed everything up.

human form and to ask , “ are you alright ? does it hurt ? “

he could carry drossel back to bed and see if anyone is available to come heal him , so he would offer that next.

rather than be actively anxious in front of his doll. but rather than disappearing off to somewhere he cannot be reached , as he usually did , he instead had simply walked out the front door and into the street. a walk had to help , right ?

but he can’t remain terribly embarrassed when he’s being pet. it soothes him , enough that he’s able to close his eyes and his brain quiets for a moment.

he waved the subject matter away , though he blanked on what he should change it to.

i guess it feels like the principle is still there. there’s not many creatures that don’t have souls , so it feels like destiny. “

it’s a muddled explanation for a muddled thought but it was the best he could give , smiling through it all.

“ well … then , that makes us even more perfect for each other , right ? “

i don’t want it to be the thing that breaks or changes you. i’ve thought about it a few times and i’m always scared that will be the result. “

his line of work could break or corrupt even the strongest people. the least he could do was protect drossel from that.