==>Be Sawtooth Strid'n through forest Leg's damn sore But Seb-bot's silence hurts way more
Fuck, that was crappy. Trying to make raps about your situation normally gives you some distance from it. Ain't working this time. Maaaybe 'cause your tiny not-a-pack's tinier murderbot mascot (Halgal may not have much skill in rapping, but you like her style when it comes to nicknames) showed for all the world to see that he believes you won't rescue him even if you've been told to.
Maybe the way he's waiting for you to toss him away and leave him for the guys you're running from to find has something to do with it, too.
You don't get it. Sure, you've got yourself a cast-iron rep - in your old pack, you damn well needed it, even teenybot knows that. But where the hell does that rep say you're gonna let a six-year-old get himself killed?
The bit that really feels like Seb-bot shoved something sharp in your gut, though, is how he was yelling for Hal. Halgal maybe pats him on the head roughlike, but she's just as quick to pinch or punch to get attention on her.
'Cept, thinking about it, you've never seen her punch him. Pinches when he's getting too sure of himself, sure, teenybot's got a permanent black spot on his upper arm, but she gets all claws-in with him like she's a cat.
You've never punched him. Never pinched him, neither. Strict hands-off policy, that's you; so what if it means no headpats? Ain't not being hurt worth not being hugged?
Way Seb-bot's acting like you'd throw him out for a half-dime, seems he thinks the answer's no.
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==>Be Sawtooth
Strid'n through forest
Leg's damn sore
But Seb-bot's silence hurts way more
Fuck, that was crappy. Trying to make raps about your situation normally gives you some distance from it. Ain't working this time. Maaaybe 'cause your tiny not-a-pack's tinier murderbot mascot (Halgal may not have much skill in rapping, but you like her style when it comes to nicknames) showed for all the world to see that he believes you won't rescue him even if you've been told to.
Maybe the way he's waiting for you to toss him away and leave him for the guys you're running from to find has something to do with it, too.
You don't get it. Sure, you've got yourself a cast-iron rep - in your old pack, you damn well needed it, even teenybot knows that. But where the hell does that rep say you're gonna let a six-year-old get himself killed?
The bit that really feels like Seb-bot shoved something sharp in your gut, though, is how he was yelling for Hal. Halgal maybe pats him on the head roughlike, but she's just as quick to pinch or punch to get attention on her.
'Cept, thinking about it, you've never seen her punch him. Pinches when he's getting too sure of himself, sure, teenybot's got a permanent black spot on his upper arm, but she gets all claws-in with him like she's a cat.
You've never punched him. Never pinched him, neither. Strict hands-off policy, that's you; so what if it means no headpats? Ain't not being hurt worth not being hugged?
Way Seb-bot's acting like you'd throw him out for a half-dime, seems he thinks the answer's no.
What the hell are you meant to do about that?