The beginning after the end

His eyes fluttered closed and he felt the call of sleep begin to take hold, then suddenly someone was talking to him. He heard the voice before he properly registered anything else, and sleepily the boy roused, rolling onto his side and blinking in rapid succession. He didn't know who this older boy was, but then again he didn't know much of anything besides who Recluse and Deathbelle were. They fed him and kept him safe, and he loved them both. Veigar wrinkled his nose as he took in the sight, noting the boy smelled a little bit funky from his escapades with the carcass. "Veigar. Who is you?" He asked right back, finally waking up enough to groggily pull himself upright and face the stranger with curious, pale eyes.