Systematic re-homing

His mother's words sunk deep within the boy further then any beating could possibly touch and his ears fell flat to his skull. "I am sowwie, mumma." He felt the need to be insistent, to show her that he knew what he did was wrong so she'd never sound so disappointed in him again. She offered him a kiss and her love, working tenderly upon his stings as he sat, dejected.

The cogs in his mind were turning, desperate to find some way to make it up to her and to the bees. Deus supposed he didn't mean to hurt them, he just wanted to get his anger out and make them feel what they made him feel. He could understand why it wasn't fair - he killed them, he used more force then they had. Once she was finished with his tongue he spoke once more, his tongue slathering the honey mixture over his teeth as he spoke. "Mayve we ca' make 'dem a new howse." He offered softly, glancing over at the hive she'd brought down. "I ca' dig 'dem a den?"