walking in circles

"When mom and dad died, I decided to find a new home for myself..." Both ears perked up this time, which only caused him to wince further as well as close his good eye for a moment with the reaction. "Dammit..." He muttered under his breath before taking a moment to himself. He really, really needed to be careful about that...turning his good eye back to the kid again, he almost felt sorry for him. Almost. He supposed he didn't completely have it in him, but the kid was his cousin and he was looking like shit, what kind of person would he be if he just left him out here to die? Would his dad be mad if he did that? He thought about it for a moment, and quickly came up with the conclusion that yes, Ignis would be upset. This was his beloved brother's child, after all. Did his dad know Casso and that timid little healer were dead?

"Hm...sorry to hear that, kid. How's finding a new home going? You're pretty close to the old one. My father let it go for a reason, but we'll get a home again, you'll see." His father had his reasons for letting the pack go after all. A quiet pack was as good as dead, and he knew his father wanted to start with fresh, new bones. Or perhaps he would...after all, out with the old, in with the new, right? Taking a deep breath, he cleared his throat and stepped back from Raure. "You look like shit, and you look like you could use a meal. I still have an uncrystallized eye, why don't you stick with me in the meantime? In return, I can help you get food. Crystals stuck to your sockets or not, the world isn't easy for a kid, y'know."

"Speech"