i met you in the dark

It still didn’t make sense to him since he didn’t feel like there was a tangible benefit to helping him and bringing him home, but he stopped questioning it. If all it took for Indigo to want to help him was the knowledge that he needed someone and the desire for more company then who was he to complain? For once in his life perhaps he had actually been given a dose of good luck - something so rare that he didn’t even recognize it when it was sitting right in front of him. Or wrapped around him in a warm curl, in this case. The name of the pack didn’t tell him much about where he would be going, but he didn’t really care. It was a pack, a home, and he would get to stay with Indigo so he was content to go along with the ride. There was a hope he nearly didn’t recognize in his chest as Indigo met his small smile with a wider one of his own, encouraging Segin to smile a little wider as well.

He glanced down at his paws when Indigo mentioned them, turning over his forepaws and revealing the cracked and torn paw pads underneath. “Don’t worry about the food, I’m okay for now,” he insisted, even though he knew his current physique would say otherwise. He wasn’t going to drop dead at this very moment and he could certainly make it back to The Hallows if it really was as close as Indigo said it was. Besides, his stomach was too full of butterflies to think about eating right in this moment. “I would appreciate your help with these cuts and wounds though… I put a bit of horsetail over some of these cracks right before the rain started, but I hadn’t had time to let it fully set.” If he was being honest he wasn’t even sure what the proper procedure was for tending to something like this, but it had been the best he could think of in the moment.