Shadewood I only wish we weren't friends

high emotion was still something that was challenging for the young boy to grasp. he had learned to speak well enough, with only a few misspoken words here and there. he was observant enough that he was able to pick up on things without needing to be taught, but there was still a challenge in the concept of understanding why it was that others felt the way they did. deku was not incapable of feeling. he too carried a strong level of emotional stamina within him, but he wanted to know more about the causes of such things.
 
more importantly, deku wanted to know what had forced this feeling upon his mother. his eyes searched her face curiously, hoping to pry deeper just by staring. she stated that she had something she wanted to tell him. the boy sat down and curled his tail around to his side. with an expectant glance, the starchaser looked back up to his mother. “okay. did i do something?”