Letting the brain bot go, Syx sat down on the concrete edge on the break water near what he was now duding Evil Lair. It had a nice ring to it. Flopping back to look up at the stars, movement caught his eye. Blinking, the blue teen rolled over to peer at it more closely. It was a… a… baby? It wasn’t human… it wasn’t blue either. If anything it was more… fish like. Finned fingers and gills? But it had a decidedly baby look to it.
Syx’s throat closed up. Baby. He might of… he should have… visions of a smashed egg danced through his mind with a horrible regret and pain that throbbed in time with the scars on his wrists. Swallowing hard, he scrambled up to his hands and knees. Kneeling before the small child he whispered, “Hello?”
Syx appearing and coming closer that quickly prompts a hiss of warning, bared teeth along with out of surprise and fear. It’s the older being’s blue skin that catches the child’s attention next, trilling softly and in his own language giving a similar greeting. Though he didn’t understand Syx’s own, the words so far beyond his comprehension.
Watching Syx out of the corner of his eye, his focus is flickering between Syx and the water, debating on if it would be wise to try and run for that promised safety.
The kiss had Syx pausing, just kneeling where he was with his hands open, “It’s okay… no one will hurt you…”
The little one looked so scared and he couldn’t help but recall his first days on this planet. The being had to be alien, right? Did it have a parent it needed to get back to? Or was it alone?
“It’s okay,” he murmured again, unsure what else to do.
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