The younger Dutiron had been amongst those to fall ill with this dreaded epidemic it had certainly put him out of action for a while and even now the boy wasn't quite back to his usual ways. Still rather tired from it all, his strength apparently amongst the last thing to return to normal he hadn't quite felt up to exploring much although he certainly had a lot to catch up on. The call would sound however and the Destruction child would slowly make his way towards the group. There were still many that had yet to arrive though with Requiem a little ahead of him, the pale boy would make his way over to his brother's side, quietly settling down beside him.
