you could love me if i knew how to lie

He hadn't been aware that she'd been leaving food for him. He hadn't exactly been around. Part of him felt bad that she was trying so hard, but the other part of him was glad that she was giving them space. Giving him space. "Thank you." Though he was antisocial and mopey, he wasn't without manners. His neglected stomach gave up growling, knowing that the action was futile. If he ate that whole rabbit now, he'd probably be sick.

Twig offered to talk and the boys ears pulled back against his skull. He knew that she wanted to talk. She wanted to be there for him and his brothers. Two-toned eyes cast to the side and his head sunk even more, if possible. "It's not a good idea. You should stay far awake from me. Forget all about me." It would be safer for her in the end. She could live to a ripe old age that way and he wouldn't be a burden on her.