EdithSpeaks
Five Thousand Club
Tome frowned and just took the paper from her carefully, eyeing her a big longer before finally looking at the slightly crumpled sheet in his hand. He glanced at the words, brief but enough to read them quickly, and his went a little wide and a lot concerned. ". . . Mia?" He asked slowly, folding the paper and setting it aside. "What . . . What do you want to do?"
By this time Joachim had noticed something was wrong, and laid down with his body wrapped around Mia's back, rumbling worriedly up at her. Tome took her hand and held it loosely in his, just waiting for a response. He knew her father acted so rudely to her that Tome had wanted to break the man's teeth, but even if he'd never had any care for unloving parents he knew some still carried some sort of love or attachment to such people. If she wanted to go back to that place, they would go. He would take her.
By this time Joachim had noticed something was wrong, and laid down with his body wrapped around Mia's back, rumbling worriedly up at her. Tome took her hand and held it loosely in his, just waiting for a response. He knew her father acted so rudely to her that Tome had wanted to break the man's teeth, but even if he'd never had any care for unloving parents he knew some still carried some sort of love or attachment to such people. If she wanted to go back to that place, they would go. He would take her.