The Grudge

Inky ears fell to his skull as his emerald eyes adjusted to the dimness of the cottage. Roan tried not to grit his teeth as he saw the tears in her eyes and the way she bit at her lip. He lifted a paw as if to stop her as she sniffled and turned back to her inner sanctum. He sunk in a little on himself as his gaze strayed to the food and bowl on the floor. He looked back up at the self, easy for him to access but the dried meat was a bit high. Likely she hit the bowl while trying to get her meal down and it fell on her. ”Io?” He asked softly as she reached her room.

She was hurting. He wasn’t dense enough to not see the wasn’t the only reason. The silver marked titan returned the bowl to its perch awkwardly and placed the dried meat more conveniently before he hobbled closer. ”Can I..” could he do anything for her? ”...do anything?” He asked softly, eager to comply even if it was only to leave her be.