what if the storm ends

Segin didn't really know the scope of what had happened, didn't really understand what was going on around him. He could feel the tension, see the heart ache, but he didn't feel like it was his place to question it. He tried to do what he could to keep everyone's spirits up, but there was something about seeing Indigo hurting that broke something in him. Maybe it was because he had found himself with Indigo's help or maybe it was just because of how much he cared for the larger man, but either way it hurt so much to see Indigo in this state. He tried to give him some space, but after he was done with his usual scouting in the morning and he came back to the den to find Indigo still there hiding away from the world he couldn't keep himself from walking over to where he was laying.

He settled in beside Indigo, wiggling his way under the violet man's arm, crawling into his embrace and pressing himself to the larger man's chest. He didn't have a lot of skills in this world. He was an okay healer and he was a decent navigator, but love and comfort were some of the only things he really had to offer. He reached his forelegs around Indigo's neck as he made it impossible for Indigo to ignore him, silently pressing into him and hugging him tight. He didn't need to know what had happened to know that he was in pain and he could just be a silent comfort to lean on if that's what he needed, but he could also be an open ear if that's what would help. Either way he was here for him the same way that Indigo had been there for him when they crossed paths in that cave.

Segin Epsilon