Her words were so odd, but there was a great amount of truth in them. Lilac eyes finally left the ground for a moment to gaze up at her. She was not that might taller than him at the moment, but it was very evident that he was a child and she an adult. Her markings were odd, just like her eyes. He had seen a large number of Dahlia’s members, both up close and from afar, but so far this woman was the only individual with such strange markings. The boy’s ears perked. She was pretty in a special way, exotic and mysterious. His maw dipped up and down in an understanding nod at her words. So, even if it felt wrong and odd to walk right now, this was only a temporary feeling. He should not be afraid. It was hard to step down, and those lilac eyes were glued to the adult’s feet as she did, and he slowly copied the way she had moved her feet. There was no elegance whatsoever in him, but this was something that would come with time. At one point he felt as if he was going to fall, but her strong hand was his saviour, and his feet somehow managed to stay on the ground, but the swaying made his stomach turn a bit. It was because everything was so far away and it was not used to it. The boy’s free hand usually swayed in the loose air or held on to something, but now when they were out of the house, he had nothing else to reach for, and he felt secure enough to let that oddly clawed hand reach his belly and stroke it slowly. He was stroking his own belly. He had never done so before. It was odd but at the same time also amazing.
The boy’s ears slightly folded in mild embarrassment when the woman complimented his strength. He suspected that this was an individual that did not shower around with compliments daily, so he absorbed those warming words and stored them close to his beating heart. ”Thank you.” the boy expressed, feeling grateful beyond anything. She did not know him, but she had reached out to him and helped. Alexey would be so amazed and proud if she came home and saw him walk around on two legs without falling. The boy’s cheeks suddenly blushed at the thought of impressing the puppy sitter. Her words turned some attention to her belly, and the boy was suddenly filled with curiosity, almost forgetting about his deformed body and how wrong it was to walk on two feet. ”Life.” the boy simply repeated, finding large meaning in the word. ”Could I touch, miss?” he carefully asked, only asking because he ached to do so. He wanted to feel the unborn life. There was innocence there, something that he had lost all too quickly. He wanted to feel on what he had once been and what he had lost so long ago.