His emotions soared: Joy, excitement, anxiety, confusion. So much information flowed over his eyes and between his ears, all of which he had not expected in the least; why were his sisters in such a place that would line their borders with skulls? What were the odds that he would stumble into one of them at all, let alone all three still united together without him? Not only that, but they were excited for him, excited to see him once more despite he being the black sheep of the four. He was not a peace-loving treehugger like they — and each of his sisters knew that — and yet they treated him no differently, something Micah had always truly cherished about his family. His mother had been no different.
A grin spread across his speckled face when they confirmed Clover's presence; he had been closest with she, somewhat, as he and she had spent more time together than the other two girls in Juniper Peace. He would not admit to it, of course, but there were times when his sisters' personalities simply meshed together like one entity; they were far too similar to their mother and the rest of Juniper, and at times Micah honestly feared they lacked construction behind their drug habits and sun-god worship or whatever the hell that was. For now, though, he cared little of their own tendencies or why they were there.
"We'll be together again!" His ears flipped back almost instantaneously, though his nervous smile remained. Chocolate eyes shifted quickly to the skull-tipped stake just yards away from the happy reunion, staring them each down with dead, hollowed eyes; how dangerous was this place? Surely it could not be that bad if his three sisters all called it home — perhaps he could stay...
"Daddy's... well, he's supposed to be here," Sage added, and all at once all hopeful thoughts in his mind dispersed. His eyes thinned to slits a moment, ears flipping back, joy bleaching; this was where Razekiel was hiding out, and they were allowing it? He was here, just within his son's grasp? That murderer was hiding out here, behind the safety curtain of his all-too-innocent daughters? He would not inhabit the same space as the man who killed his sister. How did the two girls forget? He feared their reactions, of course. "No," he replied, tone grainy as his name, "I'm sorry, I... I can't stay." Eyes darted away, intimidated, nearly frightened. He couldn't disappoint his sisters... or he didn't wish it, anyway.
He remained as such — hesitant, quiet, regretful — until Clover made a convenient entrance, and just as before his mood swept back to normality. The boy brightened as the last of the Juniper siblings reunited with them, and before she might even have the chance to recognize her baby brother, Micah swept to her and dove into her arms. "Clover!"
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