Soft Wishes and Regret

When it comes to your character's thoughts and feelings, are they an open book or a locked safe? Are they willing to assert their opinions even when they aren't popular? Are they willing to lie about their beliefs to get out of a tough situation?

When it comes to thoughts and feelings they lock themselves off from others. Has trust issues but also willing to help when someone needs it. 

They assert their opinions if they feel strongly about them but usually remain quiet. 

Both their heads snapped down. In the shock of the situation they didn’t realize he had been talking TO them. Mith was a bit too slow to help, but went through some of the motions. It didn’t help having the door slam. She winced. 

Both dragons hated the painful-sounding breathing. Baydrake managed to very, very, very carefully nudge the door back open. With that being done he huffed gently. “Bakari…?” The moans and groans stopped Baydrake mid-sentence. He whined softly. Mith was now pacing frantically around the hut. The end of her tail twitching with the fur bushed out. She was scared.

Annoyed at hearing his name called, Bakari adjusted and managed to get to the window, moving the rag that covered it aside with a glare. “What..” Cold, angry. A snap at them. “I’m not dead if that’s your worry.. Still here.” Shutting his eyes a moment as the pain surged through him, keeping him quiet for a moment before letting out a raspy sigh. “Let me sleep.. Your dramatic sister did enough.” 

When Ryou began to come around Broly blinked down. Goku’s head snapped around as well. And then the poor little guy looked ready to cry. “We’re not gonna hurt you… But those guys were… Are you okay?” Goku asked gently. The man had slipped into ‘dad mode’, so to speak. The boy couldn’t have been that much older than his oldest son… 

“Broly, set him down. He’s pretty scared. Can’t say I blame him.” Broly gently eased the boy onto the bench, making sure he wouldn’t topple over before backing off a bit. Letting Goku step in. Goku put a supportive hand on his shoulder. “Hey hey hey… Look at me… You’re okay bud…” Goku crouched down to be more at eye level with the white-haired boy. “Where’s your home? We’ll walk you there so nobody else jumps you again.” 

“I.. I’m okay.. but that one guy he.. They.. All that blood..” Brown eyes stared up at the one who was carrying him. They murdered someone right before him. Sure maybe their intentions were to help but it escalated badly. Feeling himself be set down on the bench like some doll, the teen looked scared. Staring at Broly first, some fear in his eyes then on the ground. Holding onto his hair a bit out of a nervous habit. When Goku stood before him then leaned down to speak, Ryou faced them when asked to. 

Mith laid down right outside the door. Looking very distressed. Baydrake gently brushed his hand over her back. She was genuinely, very, very upset. Mith tried to get her head inside the hut, though she didn’t get far with it. Too afraid to bring it down by mistake.

Baydrake was worried himself. She had hit him rather hard. As to how he wasn’t dead was beyond him. But that could change. The male laid down by Mith. Listening intently to Bakari. His breathing, his movements. Trying to gauge how bad it was.

Were they ignoring him? That just pissed him off, sitting up slowly and in much pain as tears rolled down his cheek he snarled. “Fine I’ll do it myself..” Managing to get down though it was a painful process. Falling none too gracefully on the floor with a groan before practically crawling to the hut. Managing to stand but his legs couldn’t support him right now and just fell back down with a glare. “Fuck off..” His voice was a mix of anger and pain as the door slammed once he was inside.