Hasseon rested his chin on his arms, which were folded across the table in front of him. Out of the side of his mouth, he whispered to Kyorren, "野菜 your dad can kick."
Kyorren smiled, watching her mother and father at the other side of the the home, discussing Zuroc's encounter with the warden earlier. "Yeah. Gettin' kinda old, though."
Her father picked up on that, looking over at the two and narrowing his eyes. "What was that?"
Hasseon picked his head back up, only to drop it into his open palm, sighing. "I'm bored."
"Get a hobby."
He was about to respond when he felt something tickle his leg. He looked down to see Puzzy's tail whacking his shin. He reached for the cat, grabbing him around the tummy and bringing him to the top of the table. "I think something's wrong with your cat."
"Puzzy?" Kyorren questioned, and Hasseon nodded. The girl inspected the cat, worried. "What do you mean?"
"It's his eye. Take a look."
Kyorren positioned Puzzy until she could face him directly, and she understood what Hasseon was referring to. The pupil of Puzzy's right eye appeared to have shrunken down in size, and the eyeball itself was more red than usual. The girl cradled the pet in her arms, taking him over to her mother, who was rubbing her sore feet. "Something's wrong with Puzzy."
Taelee looked up, eyebrow raised. She took the cat from her daughter, immediately catching the affliction. She glanced over at Zuroc, who was rubbing his chin. "Head trauma?"
"Think he fell or hit his head on something?"
Zuroc shook his head. "No. It looks...like he was wounded."
Hasseon shrugged, walking up to the family of three. "By what? Is your cat a mercenary too?"
Zuroc grinned. "Why didn't we think of that?"
Kyorren scratched Puzzy's ear. "Should we take him to Darakin?"
Her mother sighed, concern on her face as she observed the cat in her hands. "I guess so. I'll go. Z, you watch the kids."
"Aye aye cap'n."
When Taelee and Puzzy were gone, Zuroc turned back to Kyorren and Hasseon, clapping his hands and rubbing them together, grinning. "Alrighty...you two; come with me."
Kyorren and Hasseon exchanged a look. "Where are we going?"
"To meet these Origins of yours."
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