08-18-2011, 11:49 PM
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I am so slow.[/html]I am sorry. LOOK HE'S JUST LIKE MOMMA
Her gesture made him sigh and look away from her. It was embarrassing for him to have her fret over him, even now. A large hand rose to rub at his elbow, and he watched her expression change in subtle ways. Savina’s sudden change in conversation made his ears fall back in a puppyish manner, something he would never have displayed around anyone else. She was right. He knew she was right, but he was not here simply for himself.
“I’m afraid,” he began, pausing to take a deep breath. “I’m afraid that I’m going to make another mistake. Alcohol, women…they do something to me. I don’t know what is it.” He stepped away from her and shook his head, white teeth peeking from under his muzzle as he bit his lower lip. “I think there’s a monster inside me,” Gotham went on, finally looking to his mother. Her eyes were so different than her own. He sometimes wished he had green eyes, he had been stronger like her. “I don’t know how to control it. So I came here to keep you guys safe.”