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01.Jan.14, 07:35 PM
Veeth creeled softly as he curled up beside the pair. V’ler was still having a hard time adjusting to everything he had seen and the lives that were lost but now Indivara was realizing the true scope of it all and the little blue didn’t know what to do. Why did it have to happen? Why were such nice people sad, hurt, or dead? He wanted to scope them both up and carry them away to somewhere happier and safer but even Veeth knew that currently wasn’t possible. There wasn’t a single place that would currently bring joy after so much devastation.
V’ler reached one hand out to rest on Veeth’s head even as the other went for Indivara’s waist. He still wasn’t all that adept at comforting someone and giving hugs but he had been learning the signs of when they were needed and right then, with Indivara gripping his shirt and the reality crashing down on her, he pulled her close instead of pushing away. “Jada’s fine and so is Kerrin and Par’a. I sought out my friends and saw Par’a earlier as I left the triage area.” Those were the easiest inquiries to answer. They would only get harder. “The twins were at the triage as well. I think Ryvian was okay. He was covered in dirt and blood like all of us and was rather frantic but I think that’s because his brother was hurt.” He hadn’t stayed around long enough to find out exactly how bad but it didn’t seem life-threatening, which he quickly explained to Indivara.
Indivara hadn’t specifically asked about her mother but with the implication that she lived in the worst hit area, V’ler knew what the girl was already thinking and she had every right to. “Vara… I was over there earlier… it’s not good. It’s already been deemed as cleared and no longer in need of rescue searchers,” V’ler only ever regretted something he said possibly twice in his life and while he flinched at his awkward wording, it wasn’t necessarily regretted. Indivara had to know the truth of how bad it was out there. They were standing on the edge and what they could see was bad but what was beyond their immediate vision was so much worse. “I asked around for confirmation an hour ago. Veeth was distressed and there was so much death… I can still feel the pain and loss from the bond. Her green, at least, has died. Your mom and brother haven’t been found.”
For a brief moment, V’ler loosened his grip on Indivara but then tightened it instead. He had no idea how she would react but he imagined running to the destroyed area would be a top priority and he couldn’t let her go. For one thing, she wasn’t dressed for it, especially with how sick she had been, and it wasn’t safe. Everything was still settling and the muck had a chance of swallowing Indivara as well. Her other reaction was likely to hit him for possibly lying or simply because he could act as a punching bag for her anger and grief. For the time being, she wasn’t getting anything more than arms around her, holding her tight for a silent hug, though. He had no words for such a thing. How could he comfort a woman that had lost her family?
Veeth creeled again and buried his head in the crook of his foreleg.
V’ler reached one hand out to rest on Veeth’s head even as the other went for Indivara’s waist. He still wasn’t all that adept at comforting someone and giving hugs but he had been learning the signs of when they were needed and right then, with Indivara gripping his shirt and the reality crashing down on her, he pulled her close instead of pushing away. “Jada’s fine and so is Kerrin and Par’a. I sought out my friends and saw Par’a earlier as I left the triage area.” Those were the easiest inquiries to answer. They would only get harder. “The twins were at the triage as well. I think Ryvian was okay. He was covered in dirt and blood like all of us and was rather frantic but I think that’s because his brother was hurt.” He hadn’t stayed around long enough to find out exactly how bad but it didn’t seem life-threatening, which he quickly explained to Indivara.
Indivara hadn’t specifically asked about her mother but with the implication that she lived in the worst hit area, V’ler knew what the girl was already thinking and she had every right to. “Vara… I was over there earlier… it’s not good. It’s already been deemed as cleared and no longer in need of rescue searchers,” V’ler only ever regretted something he said possibly twice in his life and while he flinched at his awkward wording, it wasn’t necessarily regretted. Indivara had to know the truth of how bad it was out there. They were standing on the edge and what they could see was bad but what was beyond their immediate vision was so much worse. “I asked around for confirmation an hour ago. Veeth was distressed and there was so much death… I can still feel the pain and loss from the bond. Her green, at least, has died. Your mom and brother haven’t been found.”
For a brief moment, V’ler loosened his grip on Indivara but then tightened it instead. He had no idea how she would react but he imagined running to the destroyed area would be a top priority and he couldn’t let her go. For one thing, she wasn’t dressed for it, especially with how sick she had been, and it wasn’t safe. Everything was still settling and the muck had a chance of swallowing Indivara as well. Her other reaction was likely to hit him for possibly lying or simply because he could act as a punching bag for her anger and grief. For the time being, she wasn’t getting anything more than arms around her, holding her tight for a silent hug, though. He had no words for such a thing. How could he comfort a woman that had lost her family?
Veeth creeled again and buried his head in the crook of his foreleg.
