The voice that replied to him was almost comical in tone. It was trying to be gentle, but anyone listening to him could tell the voice wasn't meant to be used in such a way. His ears twitched, set a little at ease by the attempt. The laugh just made the scarred male more flustered and unsure. At least he was moving on from what was worrying him. Hadley was deeply grateful that he wasn't going to be pushed about it, letting him just forget about the worries. Back on the topic of sparring, Hadley's tail wagged as the stick was touched to his.
Solemnly he nodded, knowing that he needed to practice more. Hadley didn't want to leave his friends vulnerable when he was needed to protect them. Especially when that...dog was involved. Told that Aro would help him improve lightened Hadley's heart greatly. He could use someone to help him out. Pulled closer to the male Hadley resisted the urge to nuzzle at him, his own arm shyly wrapping around Aro. He looked down where the scars ran across his body, wondering if it was really true. Thank you. He smiled shyly at the male, tail wagging a little.
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