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The white tom gave him a stern look. "Grigoriy, you need to pay attention to advice like that. It's for your own health. If I have to make you stick to your word, I will." His green eyes flashed. "You don't want that." The hidden threat behind his words quickly evaporated though when he smiled. "Well, it looks like you're off the hook for the next few days until you're healed. Enjoy it while you can." He winked. "Try and have some fun, but so help me, if you hurt yourself again you're going to answer to me. Got it?" He nudged him lightly in the shoulder with his own before chuckling. "Why don't you go and rest? Have something to eat."
Grigoriy nodded hurriedly, feeling a flash of hurt as he processed the others words. As it seemed like he was perhaps trying to shoo the kadet away; and he couldn't have that yet. He took a moment to consider before looking over to the fresh-kill pile and back to Rune. "Have you eaten yet?" He asked hesitantly with a small smile. Hoping the other would say no so he could have an excuse to keep the others company.
The white tom looked down upon the kadet with a mix of emotions brewing inside of him. There was something about the energy coming off of the little guy in waves that had him wondering if there was something deeper that was wrong with him; something that you couldn't cure with a couple of cobwebs and some reeds. He hummed. "I could eat." He stood, about to take a few steps towards the kill pile before stopping. "Do you need any help getting there?" His eyes shone with concern.
