Danger Zone

Starling's words filled his ears, but he seemed deaf and blind to the world at the moment. They both sunk into the mud and just sobbed, his legs gripping at Starling in desperation. He didn't even notice Star's wound, he couldn't. And now, now there was nothing left at all for him to see. His whole body shook, and he just laid there in the mud with his son as he completely broke down. If he had been at least a little bit sane, he would have been ashamed for showing this side of himself to one of his kids, for allowing himself to be so broken in front of one of his kids. But he didn't even have the space in his mind to care, as Starling's words echoed through his mind. He was going to send his companion to look for Finch, and he just nodded his head slowly, hardly hearing his son's words above the pounding in his ears. He didn't know how much more of this he could take, how much more his heart could be chipped away at. Soon enough it was going to shatter into a million pieces, and he didn't even know if anyone would be there to pick up the pieces. His wife was gone, two of his kids had been lost to the world. His sisters, nieces, all gone. He hadn't even met Rhythm's puppies yet. The Destruction's boasted about being a close family, but now, now they were all torn apart.

Bass' massive paws pushed against Starling's side as he aimed to pull the boy closer, his neck seeking his brown and white one. The Primo was almost completely coated in mud, making him look a lot like Starling, actually. Only the very top of him remained white, and if he hadn't been so broken he would have found humor in all of his. But he couldn't, he couldn't see anything. His complete sorrow acted like blinders to all other feelings, only allowing the sadness through. "Non è colpa tua." He finally managed, his voice cracking below his sniffling sobs. "Per favore, per favore non sentitevi in colpa di mio figlio. Non è colpa tua, non lo è."

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