#me when silly eye avatar and i get to use the languages i vaugely know :)

[little-watcher]

his eyes are bright green and full of inky tears as it watches their face. it looks conflicted and terrified

“-אני”

it shakes its head, frowning.

“puis-je avoir un câlin?” it asks, then frowns again. “non, c’est n’a pas- english. so rry. ca n- ca n i- ha ve a hu g?”

it looks small when it asks, with big tears and wide eyes. it looks like a little kid.

Rose arrives at the Institute after briefly gathering a few of his things, quite literally buzzing with energy, zapping anything metallic nearby unintentionally. His heart races and he knows that, when caught in a certain mood like this, he'd be stuck wanting to do nothing but what he'd just done over next. He wanted, no. Needed to reassure. To speak of the volume quickly rising in his chest, threatening to spill over, split him apart at the seams. He loved and he cared, both of which he did too much. But with his thoughts racing in a crazed manner, like an animal in a cage, like the Minotaur stick in his labyrinth, he needed to get it out or he might just-

He needed to say it. Say these things, tell them, face to face, to someone. To Ellery. To Laertes. Rose didn't even know what he was going to say, not in a concrete manner, but it needed out.

ellery sits in reception, kicking its feet. it had a feeling this would be the first place rose would come. it winces slightly at their windswept look, he must’ve traveled by the vast?

ellery waves them over, smiling weakly. “he y rose! o ver her e!”