Sun Mote Copse worry never dies

Eljay nodded as he was berated by Towhee, even though she meant well. It just often felt that he couldn't do things right. Towhee didn't even know what it'd been like down here -- she didn't know that they had had little to eat, and he stood behind his choices to eat a bit less than what he needed. Honestly, there hadn't been any easy choices and he had had to make which ones made the most sense. For a moment he frowned deeper and considered defending his choices, but then he gave up because what was the use? Alright, he said dejectedly, feeling like a told off child and not liking any of it. He just wished that Wiffle was still here. He knew it was no use wishing, but it would've made him feel better, knowing there was someone he could go home to emotionally. Someone who would love him, no matter what.

But she wasn't here and he would just have to do with what he got. Towhee reminded him once more that she thought he wasn't doing well enough for his kids and that he should do better, and then made off. See you, Eljay reiterated and he watched Towhee take off, left with an empty feeling that was mirrored in the cold landscape around him.