Sun Mote Copse when it rains, it pours

Eljay hadn't expected to receive company so when he heard a voice he startled slightly. He quickly sniffed away the last of the tears; it didn't always work, but company had always managed to make it easier to inhale his tears and push his emotions back into the dark depths of his subconscious where they were left to fester. Eljay looked up at Sugar, who stood there with a flower by her paws.

She asked him a question that had Elfie's name in it. Eljay blinked away the last tears, though it was hard to tell they were tears at all considering the light rain that mingled with them. What? He blinked a few times, but then the question registered. Why was Elfie angry? A stark reminder of how awfully Eljay was doing as a father, he thought ho himself.

I... I don't know. If only he knew. If only he knew how to fix this. Have you seen Weejay? he asked and chewed his bottom lip, just hoping she had. All the while his mind just kept reminding him, over and over, of what a bad father he was.