#fiver meme

@fcrafcrtnight

"What? What true colours? I just..." He trailed off, following after her knowing he needed to talk to her, even if he didn't know what he wanted to say or how to say it. "I think..." he sighed, he just had to say it, he could clarify after. "I think you're the fox cub. And, and I need to find a way to help you because...because foxes won't ask for help, and that's when they need it the most. A very smart woman told that to me, and I think it's true for the fox, and I think if I don't do something, that you're both in...in great danger." @xtinyslip

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Fiver smiled faintly, glancing at Morgan and actually taking in the music that played around them for the first time since he'd arrived. "You and me both. It's not a thing where I come from." He said with a light chuckle, though his usual nerves crept into his voice. "But, I don't think anyone's here to judge. Besides," he added, looking around the room. "It's more about blending in tonight, isn't it?" He scratched the back of his neck, still distracted. "We could always just keep to the edges. No one notices much there." He glanced up, offering a small shrug as if trying to reassure them both that it wasn't a big deal. @daydrcamings

Fiver glanced over at Alice, feeling a strange wave of familiarity he couldn't quite place. Her words resonated with him, he often struggled to feel part of the crowd, even back home. "Yeah, I get that." He replied, voice quiet but thoughtful. "Sometimes it's easier to just watch, take it all in without getting too involved or risking anything." He shifted slightly, fleeting images and sensations already beginning to toy with him. "But...maybe that's why we're here." He mused, almost to himself as much as to Alice. "To stop watching and actually...figure things out." He looked around at all the masked figures, none he could recognise. But, something about them felt significant, even if he didn't understand exactly as to what. @fcrafcrtnight

Fiver's brows furrowed softly, Edgar's sarcasm certainly not lost on him. He took a deep breath, letting the prickle of unwanted tension wash over him. Any problem the other had with him, was only because he didn't like the things he'd had to say. That wasn't new at all. This was just like what happened with Bigwig and he came around in time. "Yeah, well, I guess they made an exception for me." he replied, trying to keep his tone light, but not fully succeeding. He glanced at Edgar, the strange buzz in his mind already growing stronger. "Besides," he added, quietly. "I'm not sure any of us really know why we're here. Do you?" @fcrafcrtnight