[in the attic- :,] TW: PSTD flashbacks?-]
Jekyll is cowered against the HVAC with pure fear in his eyes. Never had he seen Hector this angry, this furious in his entire time knowing the man. The taxidermy begins to tremble as he cowers against the HVAC unit, but he still stares up at Hector with concern in his single eye. He doesn't know what to do so he just stays there, tears brimming up in his eye from his fear, and stays still.
He can't stop his mind from flashing memories of that night with Rudy. That similar anger, the yelling, the slamming door. He knows Hector isn't like that. He knows that he wouldn't be mad at him, leave him behind like Rudy did...
But, oh how he reminds him of that night.
[little Jekyll doodle to make things a bit better- :3]
[Hectors breath is ragged as he stares at the now slammed door. When he turns around and spots Jekyll his shoulders fall and he begins to cry again. It's as if he can't speak...But he mouths 'I'm sorry...' before slowly walking over Jekyll. For a moments hesitation he raises his arms, almost unsure what to do with them. Hector slowly falls to his knees and holds a hand out to Jekyll, letting him decide if he wants the touch. With his other hand he whips away the tears, even if it doesn't really help as more fall..]
