Ouroboros Spine vii. and scrub between the cracks.

@Lote, sorry for posting out of order. I can edit if need be.

In just a few short minutes, his world shattered. Came crashing down around him, like the star on Moonspear long ago. 

His mother, unaccepting. Harsh, icy. Threatened to peel his skin away. Deemed him a spectre. 

His sister. Arrived by Ana's summons. She too, looked upon him with unwilling eyes.

Both of their words, each syllable in their voice, stung. Cut him, as if he were some cursed creature.

All his fears, a reality.

Saviguk was not known for his temper. He had always been mild mannered. A patient male, more so than others out there.

Here, now, he began to fray. He simmered, wanting to be angry with them. To proclaim their wrongs, to question their reasons. To stand and argue his case. Force them to see, with the proof they did not have.

But he did not. Would not. On his face, none of his anger or betrayal showed to any of those present. No emotion whatsoever, other than hurt and guilt, in his eyes. To act impulsively, to show his emotions, he believed, would only further instill their affirmed belief.

So he was silent, saying nothing. No words for the family that was no longer his. He would not argue. Would not plead his case when he felt they would not be moved. He wondered now, what Lote thought as she was invited to rest in the village.

Lifting himself up, his eyes lingered from one face to the next. Silent but not bitter, speaking a thousand words. Then, as silently as he came, the Ostrega turned to leave.

*Exit Saviguk unless stopped.*