"The worst moment of her life can be traced back to me..." He stood up. "Are you beginning to see why I kept it locked away? I can hardly handle it myself. And I..." He turned to face Raven. "I'm sorry. For what I caused, and never telling a soul." Raven finally began trying to form a sentence. "I...it..."
Raven sniffled, then suddenly hugged Azrael. "It's not your fault, you big oaf. Can't control what he did. It's not your fault..." Azrael was taken aback by the sudden embrace, but closed his eyes after a moment, slowly wrapping his hooves and returning it.
June peered over at the group for a second, and looked back. "Oh. Sorry, I wasn't saying that you had an imaginary family. I was meaning it as a guess"
"Ah. Yeah. I figured, but what provoked you two to build it in the middle of nowhere?" He asked again
Raven patted his back. "You know, you could've told me, like seven years ago." Dusty shrugged. "Fine. I'm running from the guard, so the base has wheels. Better?"
"Actually I prefer the meat of my fallen foes straight from the kill" he said jokingly "but no, actually an omnivore. Just like this odd fellow" he motioned towards Asmo
Asmo tilted his head. "How the tits did you figure that out?" Dusty nodded. "Alright, then. Name it, and I will attempt it."
"those chompers are pretty sharp, my friend." June lightly patted him on the head "also, I guess just a sandwich, any type."
"Sandwich. Coming up." Dusty disappeared into the kitchen. Asmo booped his nose. "How do you even meat with those?!"
"oh believe me, if there was any other way, I'd definitely use it." he shrugged "but so far I haven't found any"
