Moonspear everywhere i go, i feel you there

there seemed little spirit left in the boy, who watched gannet with a baleful type of expression. an expression of hopelessness, out of place and distressing to see on the cherubic countenance of a babe. all the same, arcturus' first tragedy had struck -- having never experienced such gravid disappointment, he lacked the perspective to understand this simply was not world ending.

but it was world-ending, in his eyes -- no pun intended. as he watched gannet try to make sense of his dejected deportment, he only seemed to sink deeper into the mud. not even the obscene splatter of dark mud against the omega's pale coat elicited a smile from arcturus, who meted out a long-suffering sigh and simply closed his eyes in response to gannet's attempts to cheer him.