Ouroboros Spine The seas part when they hit the floor.

The girl admitted to a shared loss, except there was one glaring difference: her mother, Kukutux. Nuak wasn't the type to sympathize with others — he had never been given the opportunity to develop such heart — and rather than find comfort in their shared hurts, Sialuk's admission only seeded deep jealousy inside of him. That he should grow up with nobody and nothing, yet someone else be afforded the love and focus of even one parent, brought to life a deep need within Nuak.

But first they left, and then they died. he countered, as if to one-up the girl. Yes, his mother was dead and likely his father too, but it wasn't the whole story. Nuak did not know the whole story, only what Merrick had shared with him as he grew in to his furs.

Lacking accomplishments to make him feel good and superior, Nuak could at least find a similar superiority by comparing his hurts to hers, and winning there. It was sad, it was childish, but he was both those things and more.

He was curious though.

How did yours die?