[No, really, that's pretty much all he can sign about it before he's turning off the TV in the faculty lounge. Zian rubs his the bridge of his non-existent nose with a deep sigh.
Things were going to get really, really bad. He had to call his mom. He had to tell her to leave messages to the morlocks. Maybe they'll hide.
...maybe they'll get pissed again and fight, and he really didn't want that to happen. Not when he wasn't around to heal them.
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[No, really, that's pretty much all he can sign about it before he's turning off the TV in the faculty lounge. Zian rubs his the bridge of his non-existent nose with a deep sigh.
Things were going to get really, really bad. He had to call his mom. He had to tell her to leave messages to the morlocks. Maybe they'll hide.
...maybe they'll get pissed again and fight, and he really didn't want that to happen. Not when he wasn't around to heal them.
God, he really didn't want to be registered.]