Why can’t we laugh now like we did then? || Joiner

Icarus looked over at Seven when she spoke up, eyeing the tigress up and down before deciding to speak up. “A place to stay,” he said, getting right to the point. Something in the mutt wanted to protect the tigress, shield her from the dangers of the world. But he shoved the feeling down, shaking his head a bit as he focused on the task at hand. “I can leave if desired”