Adam had taken to doing patrols on the beach for arrivals -- it's what had saved him, after all, and it gave him something to do that felt at least vaguely helpful -- and he'd thought he'd seen it all. People washed up in all states, not all of them human, lost and confused.
He almost missed the young man despite the contrast of his ears and hair against the sand. He was small, so small. And not solely because of his relatively slight frame.
He looked like a child that had been starved.
Rage bubbled in his mind, doubled as he felt Takashi's own rise to meet it in their link. His muscles tensed in attempt to clamp it down, instead hurrying to pull off his jacket and cover the boy with it. They didn't all feel the cold at first, but they all did eventually.
"Unless you're psychic, you're probably in luck." Adam tries to keep his voice even, calm. Maybe even a tiny bit wry. "Though I'm not sure you'll be any happier with where you've landed."
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He almost missed the young man despite the contrast of his ears and hair against the sand. He was small, so small. And not solely because of his relatively slight frame.
He looked like a child that had been starved.
Rage bubbled in his mind, doubled as he felt Takashi's own rise to meet it in their link. His muscles tensed in attempt to clamp it down, instead hurrying to pull off his jacket and cover the boy with it. They didn't all feel the cold at first, but they all did eventually.
"Unless you're psychic, you're probably in luck." Adam tries to keep his voice even, calm. Maybe even a tiny bit wry. "Though I'm not sure you'll be any happier with where you've landed."