lost on you + p, peri

[size=9pt]Another voice sounds out from behind the panther, and whatever interaction he'd been having with V is completely forgotten. His smile falls flat, and, like some alerted Jack Russel, he lifts his head to peer above the crowd, ears swiveling towards the sound. It's Imperia. For a moment, he's frozen where he is, held back by the dread of how she might react to the newly scarred lion. He's never exactly been glistening in his appearance, but this took it to a whole new level. It didn't matter how hard he'd tried to scrub the blood from his fur.

He swerves through the crowd until he finds her, and whatever emotions he's feeling only heighten when he sees how she stands, an unstable, disheveled Imperia. As much as he likes her with messed up fur, he knows this look is for all the wrong reasons. She'd probably been terrified in there. And he'd been gone. He drags himself forward on bated breath until he stands at her side, and, sheepish and hesitant, tries for a smile. "Hey, he says, because he's completely lost for words. His tail floats behind him, badly wanting to touch her shoulder or comfort her in some way. But they're not there yet. His words are pathetic when he speaks. "You okay?"

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