Sorrel stood there blankly, still rather clueless to the fact that he had been the one to bring this sadness to his brother. The soft cries continued and Sorrel watched on with mismatched eyes. He may not have fully understood but there was certainly a compassion within him that currently felt bad for his brother, his twin and mirror image it seemed in more ways than one. Looks weren't the only thing that faced opposite each other, it seemed that personality followed suit.
Where F?li was confident and bubbly, Sorrel was certainly withdrawn and timid. No matter what his family did it seemed that there was no way really of changing that fact or even getting some sort of balance between the two boys. F?li would explain his feelings, his concerns about Sorrel that honestly caused the boy himself no qualms. The den was safe and quiet, just the way he liked things, the world was too crowded and whether they were family or not, he didn't really care. All he wanted was his mother, father, brother and sister.
"I'm fine F?li." Sorrel responded matter-of-factly. He didn't need all the exploring and adventures nor new relationships to make him happy. Perhaps one day he'd open up a little, but for now the small boy was perfectly content with his life, even if he was a bit of a hermit. "No." He confirmed simply. His immediate family was certainly something he cared for and Sorrel didn't want to lose them, if F?li felt the same way, well neither had anything to worry about.
