Firefly Glen [m] i am a question to the world

He did his best to listen, even though his body was starting to go into fight-or-flight mode. Talisman swallowed thickly, nodding his head to show he understood even if he didn’t entirely follow. Most of it made some kind of sense, he supposed.

He could only admit, I’m not entirely sure I do have control. It’s very difficult being this close to you. And all this talk—it’s confusing…

Talis spread his forepaws helplessly. He thought of Sialuk and Moonshadow, how easy and natural it had been with them. And, of course, there had been Inji. They’d all wanted him; their actions had left little doubt of that. And actions spoke louder than words, especially in times like these.

Please, just tell me what you want me to do, Kusuma…