The Cross Cloaked in Mists
01-22-2014, 09:01 PM
Carlito "Sucre" Dalibor
Alarmed by the sudden downward shift in her demeanor, Sucre rushed forward a couple of steps before catching himself. His tail drooped and one ear flicked back in uncertainty. Oh, man he hadn't expected this. Of course he'd thought she'd be bummed by the useless information, but he hadn't expected her to appear so defeated. It wasn't like he'd said they were dead or anything. As far of either of them knew her whole family was out frolicking in some nearby meadow; the lot of them just waiting for her to join them. Fearing she'd take his sudden movements as the advancement of an assault, Sucre sat down again and pulled one of his paws to his chest.
"I'm sorry." This time his honesty was real. "I don't know what it's like to be so..focused on something and yet I think of all the things I'm capable of." He paused to gather his thoughts, trying to string them together in a way that would make sense once spoken out loud. "And I can't help but think that if I'm capable of all those things, what could I do if they were my life, my everything?" Perplexed, both of his ears briefly lay flat. "What I'm trying to say is, I believe if they can be found, you will find them." It was an awful, clumsy encouragement, but it was the best he could offer. And he believed it wholeheartedly. "Perhaps... Is there anyway I can help?"
Alarmed by the sudden downward shift in her demeanor, Sucre rushed forward a couple of steps before catching himself. His tail drooped and one ear flicked back in uncertainty. Oh, man he hadn't expected this. Of course he'd thought she'd be bummed by the useless information, but he hadn't expected her to appear so defeated. It wasn't like he'd said they were dead or anything. As far of either of them knew her whole family was out frolicking in some nearby meadow; the lot of them just waiting for her to join them. Fearing she'd take his sudden movements as the advancement of an assault, Sucre sat down again and pulled one of his paws to his chest.
"I'm sorry." This time his honesty was real. "I don't know what it's like to be so..focused on something and yet I think of all the things I'm capable of." He paused to gather his thoughts, trying to string them together in a way that would make sense once spoken out loud. "And I can't help but think that if I'm capable of all those things, what could I do if they were my life, my everything?" Perplexed, both of his ears briefly lay flat. "What I'm trying to say is, I believe if they can be found, you will find them." It was an awful, clumsy encouragement, but it was the best he could offer. And he believed it wholeheartedly. "Perhaps... Is there anyway I can help?"
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