Sex: MaleApologies for the wait!
The kid was quiet, understandable given the nature of the task, and Rayza shut himself up to let the boy do his work. He preferred he busy his mouth with the vines, anyway. Words made idle teeth, a thing the Delaney didn't think he could afford, not now. He reclined, and shot another glance toward the shadow of the woods, and wondered - what would dad say to him now?
The berating words almost seemed audible, and Rayza slicked his ears. He didn't hear the vine's final break so much as feel it; the loosened plant slithered limp and lifeless from his leg, but the pleasure of freedom soured. He shook the final tendril to the ground like the thing was a snake, and he shuddered at the sensation, and at the shame. Making a child do his work. His brow knit, frustrated, and his eyes fell, but he forced a wide grin to cross his face as he turned his attention from the fallen vines to Elyan. "Sure am, thanks to you." Because the boy had helped, and he'd kick himself times over if he sullied a spirit so young and bright with the pitying words that begged to surface.
He moved to stand, but something in the way his ankle throbbed made him shift his weight onto his other three legs to keep his hind left raised partly above the ground. Concern slithered through the cracks of his mind, but he shooed the worry away with a hobbled step and a squared look toward Elyan. "Now what of you? Don't tell me you live here." He had no intention of getting wrapped up in the boy's affairs, but these woods seemed hardly a place for a child.
