Hoshor Plains and i'm sorry that i lie when i talk to you

Alarian, he parrots, It's... nice to meet you. 'Despite the circumstances,' Evergreen almost adds. Instead, he keeps it to himself. Maybe it's strange to be glad it was him, instead of someone else—like the monster that took his sister—that found him. Maybe it would have been better if a medic did. Evergreen tends to overthink.

Uh, he says when the silence lingers, and scrambles to keep talking. His chin stays tucked over the smaller male. Are you hungry? Part of him wants to stay like this, cuddling with someone—with Alarian—but the other wants to help him get back on his feet, and he knows food always helps him out... even if Evergreen sometimes wants to deny it.