OOC: +5
She spoke a single word to him, her voice not as confident as it once was. He noticed it briefly, a over-sized, dingo-like ear pulling forward towards her from it's slanted back position it had found itself in when he had called to her. It was a simply hey, but the tone behind it was what was concerning. The rust male still held a frown on his face, the same frown that was on his face almost 24/7. He felt bad for her, but he didn't know why. Something had happened to her, and it wasn't right, and he could feel that in the thickness of emotion that was flooding from the woman's body. It made him shiver lightly. The strong emotion in the room was almost suffocating to the Imaginifer, whom was almost master for not showing emotions, for holding it all back and letting stress out through drawing, or in some cases, stabbing his hand with a knife. Cotl's reaction to the suffocating feeling he was getting was to twitch. He twitched his shoulder back for a second before he shook it out and his eyes were still laying on her. There was a silence between the two, it being a thicker silence than normal. It gave him too much time to actually figure out what was going on. The woman seemed to be almost shocked at his last question about her well being, and he saw the tears form in her eyes before her hand quickly met her face to cover it all up. Cotl's only forward audit pulled back again, and an almost sympathetic look sweeping over his face. He almost panicked, his first instinct was to do so, but then, then he realized that she was no different from his brother. They both were emotional and the coolness he had with his brother had swept over and took control of him. He took a deep breath.
Everything is so fucked up Cotl the woman spoke to him. Die vorld ist ein hart place to lives in. the male spoke to the woman, his throat clearing as he took a step forward, closing the distance between the two without much of a problem. He took the measures he would take to get his brother to calm back down (though Marik never really cried, Cotl still felt like the situation would be somewhat of the same). The first step would be to stop the tears, he would think at least. He didn't know the situation, for there were no words that she had spoken to him to tip him off, but he subconsciously knew that this was about the child who was in her room. All other crackpot theories that the male had conjured up in his mind were now dis-proven though, because the woman had started to cry about this. It didn't seem like she even wanted the child. Both ears tilted forward as he had closed the gap. He took his ivory hand and pried her hands from her own face so she and he could see each other. He looked at the tears that fell from her eyes. His other hand met the other side of her face as he looked her straight in the eyes. I'm sorry dat the vorld -SCHEISS ARSCH-has done vhatever it has done. he started, wiping the tears from her face with a tender finger. You'd never think that Cotl was capable of such sympathy with the way he acted normally, with him being completely devoid of normal emotions besides hatred, rage, and now being sensitive to the emotions of another. It came naturally for him you could say becuse, again of Marik and his episodes of rage and sorrow. Vould you like me to listens vhile you talk abouts it? Yous don't haves to talks about it if you don't vant. the male went on to speak to the woman, half of him wanting to know the whole story, but the other half almost terrified to discover the happenings of Halo Lykoi.