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❝Today we live, today we breathe. Today we know that we are strong when we are weak. Today we trust, we overcome, take every chain that kept us slaves and throw em' off!❞

He hops to ground and stretches both arms above his head. “Yeah, I think I’ve got just the thing you need, bud.” He grins and offers his hand to the boy with a grin. “C’mon! Let’s go for run, yeah?”

“Chris? What’s wrong?” Knuckles had noticed that Chris seemed a little down. Well, more down than usual. Of course being a younger kid (although Chris was like what, 13?), he’d probably be taking a lot of everything happening lately (the Chaos Emeralds, Robotnik’s constant attacks, Station Square flooding cause of Chaos) really roughly. Knuckles was used to that sort of situation because of his own childhood, but it didn’t seem exactly fair to just expect Chris to adjust well to it right away, if at all.

So, Knuckles thought he’d ask. Maybe Chris needed someone to talk to?

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He hums contentedly, nodding as he closes his eyes again to enjoy the warm rays on his face. “It’s pretty good, been quiet all day.” Sure, Eggman or someone to cause trouble at any moment, but there was no reason to worry right then. His friends were all here, safe and happy and protected.

“You feelin’ cooped up?” He had been tossing the idea of going out back and forth, it’d be nice to go with someone. Sonic had been trying to get someone to go with him to this pretty lake he’d seen outside of town with the nicest beach he’d seen in awhile. It was quite picturesque, even with his fear dislike of water.

He’d been laying out on the railing as he usually was, just enjoying the nice weather when Chris spoke up. Cracking one eye open to look at the boy, the hedgehog hummed and held up one hand in a thumbs up.

“Oh, you know. Taking in the breeze, enjoying the sunshine.” He smiled, stretching his leg out since it’d gotten all tingly from how he’d been laying. “Somethin’ up?”

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“A’right, think it’s break time.”

Having been keeping an eye on the young boy as they trained, watching his every movement with focus. It had been almost a week since Chris had asked Knuckles to teach him how to fight or least how to defend himself if needed. Going over the basic and helping him build up from there, making sure to set a safe and proper pace for the boy.

A small proud smile graced his muzzle. It had been fun to hang out with the other, proud of how much he had learned and how quick he had picked up on certain things. 

“Ya really gettin’ the ‘ang o’ this.”