He Touched the Butt!

He stood there at the edge of the water and debated back and forth on whether he wanted to make the swim. It wasn't far, but he wasn't keen on jumping in just to see what was over there...and if he was able to make his den there, did he really want to swim back and forth anytime he wanted to go to bed or when he woke up? The idea was starting to sound less appealing the more he thought about it...Lost in thought, he barely heard a voice beside him, and when he looked, he realized his brother had come to join him. Zagan stared at him for a few moments before turning his attention back to the island. "Hey." He responded in turn. He couldn't deny that he felt awkward now. There had been too much distance between them. Even more so since their mother had passed away. He'd been absorbed in his own grief over it that he either kept to himself or got into fights over nothing with outsiders. He sighed before speaking again. "We're a mess, aren't we?" He wasn't sure what he meant by that. Though he was thinking more of the distance that had been stuck between them. He wanted to be closer to his brother, but he wasn't sure where to start with that...