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tvars concerns seem to fall away with the unscrunching of his brows. he chuckles lightly, leaning his side into tj briefly.

sounds like you are the lost one. his lips curl in quiet amusement, hazel eyes glinting as realization settles. this was certainly not how he was expecting his introduction into the family to go, but at least it was amusing. the nerves built up in his stomach had long since passed.

he shifts his gaze to towhee—only momentarily—before he looks to her brother again. shifting upon dark paws, casting eyes out past him as if he might see their mother come walking up at anytime. but nothing. nonetheless, he presses his lips together: is there any place she might have returned to? somewhere familiar?