Hey! No more!

Mortis didn’t move and Hikaru became worried that his friend had much deeper wounds than to his wings. One could quickly die from internal bleeding, he’d seen it happen before and it wasn’t a pleasant way to die. There wasn’t anything you could really do for it either. Worry gripped his heart as his steely gaze scanned the horizon. He scented Hanako, and only saw one other set of tracks. Surely she hadn’t attacked their friend. Mortis’s behavior was unexplainable, and satisfied there was no immediate threat Hikaru returned his attention to the winged heir.

The sound of Mortis voice chilled Hikaru to the bone, much more than the chilly air around them. Silver eyes returned to his friend, how eyes down and his posture defeated. Throwing caution to the wind Hika drew more near, wrapping his arms around the bigger male’s neck and holding him to his chest. Hika placed his head over Mort’s protectively as he processed the question.

"Mortis I’d do anything for you." Hikaru felt at home in the Armada, like he never felt in Nippon. However the one place he felt more like he belonged as in Mort’s embrace. "I’ll follow you to the ends of the earth and time if you asked me." He still didn’t know what was going on, but what he said was the truth. His world revolved around Mort, and he didn’t want it any other way.

"Mortis""Hika"