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Yashweh, Chelsea, Saleh

The tears spilled, boy sniveling and trying not to audibly cry, shaking his head. "Th-That's okay. I-I'm happy you saved this, Oliver. Thank you." And continued to cry, stepping forward and hugging the Retian. "Thank you."

A few hours passed, many people settling in to the small homes provided by the Falians, finding their healed or tended to relatives and friends. Many were without friends or family, but the cuddled with one another, isolation banding them together along with the warmth and love of the others. The temperature however was incredibly cool for the Latians, many requiring things to keep them warm, especially any toddlers and babies.

Elliot was finally able to sit down, finding a log seat and setting his rear on it, groaning. he helped build a lot of the huts and buildings for the temporary housing and now his muscles were sore. When was the last time a spoiled prince such as him had to do heavy lifting? He chuckled, moving to the side and laying down on the wood, sighing again. The falian shirt and shoes had come off somewhere during the building process, but he didn't mind now he felt too hot and this was cooling.

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Yashweh had stayed with his elder, staying close to Oliver, needing the touch to stay comforted while he held the ruby. Soon however the elder woke up, clicking its beek and finding Yashweh again before they followed Birch back to their settlement, and Yashweh was surprised at how quickly it was set up. He stood outside of it though, looking at Oliver before giving a small smile. "Would you like to meet my mother?" He could see Saleh and his mom talking and comforting one another, talking with some of the Falians and some of their own people.

The lynx smiled at the familiar feeling of warmth, opening his eyes and looking at Leonard. "Yes. I was told once the buildings were built my help wouldn't be needed much more." And pulled Leo down for another small kiss. "That means I have to get up, however, to go back to the house." He let go of the falian, slowly sitting up and exhaling as his muscles already groaned in process. "How are the boys? Are they doing all right?"

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Yashweh nodded a bit. "I don't want to go alone." And held his hand tightly and protectively, knowing that Oliver was going beyond his comfort zone to do this.
"Yashweh, there you are. The elder returned and is in its nest." Saleh said, noticing Oliver as well and nodding a hello.
"M-Mother. This is my friend Oliver. He's from Reta's capitol. He works for King Leo."
The brown haired woman stopped her conversation to look at the blond, bags under her eyes showing how tired she was, and smiled. "What lovely hair." and gently reached out to stroke it. "You don't see a color like this in the desert very often. It's nice to meet you. Thank you for taking care of my son."
"Yashweh, Oliver. There should be some food back that way if you're hungry or thirsty." Saleh pointed. "It's been a long day. Try to relax." And calm down, and overthink, and panic, and have nightmares for forever.

"Here, boys let me carry you. Your father's arms are tired." and stood, offering his arms to try and take them from Leo, purring loudly to comfort them. "I'll keep you close, don't worry." And nodded at putting them down at the house, in a nearby crib.

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The woman noticed the boy's reaction quickly to the tough, the tip of his nose turning red and his eyes starting to grow puffy. Before she could beg the child not to cry the tears fell. "Shh. shh." She whispered, bringing him into her arms and cradling him. "You are very welcome." She whispered, gently holding him
"Oliver?' Yashweh questioned, letting go as Mother held his friend. The boy looked at them before sitting on his mother's other side, deciding to sit and wait until he felt better before going to get food.

Elliot held them close, walking home and placing them down in the crib, smiling at Leo's words. "I am simply a father." and looked over, manually rocking the crib. "You bathe first, you have carried them the longest and have worked the hardest today. I will stay with them."

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The mother rocked back and forth, murmuring small words of comfort as the child cried. "You're all right." She whispered. "You're all right." She turned her head, resting her cheek on the blond hair and continued to rock. She had to look back down at him when he silenced so quickly, but she did not protest when he moved away. "That is a very sad tale." She whispered after listening to him.
"Do you want to be my brother?!" The boy blurted out, "We have festivals once a year for that sort of thing! And you get presents! And a new birthday! And the Elder oversees it! Do you want to live with us?"

"Hmm, I may do more work in the city when we return." he said, leaving the crib and pressing a kiss to Leo's head. "I will bathe. You get your rest." and left the room to rinse himself off, not having the strength to do much more than that.

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"But you're not a filthy servant at all! You've been really helpful and you've been doing so much. And you're always sticking to King Leo's side! No one filthy could be that close to a man that important!" He exclaimed. "It'd be an honor to have you as a brother. I just don't want you to be alone, and our cultures are similar so it wouldn't be a big change. Unless you don't like living in the desert and traveling."
Yashweh's mother finally cut in. "Give him time to think on it, Yashweh. You've startled him."
"We may not be traveling. Our government needs a stable location so when we return to Latia we'll have to find a permanent place to call home.' Saleh explained, "We'll actually build a house, and well keep an extra room in it for Oliver." And smiled at the blond, once again returning to his conversation.

Elliot walked out of the bathroom to hear the nearly quiet sounds of Leo sleeping. Slow, even breaths, and checking on the twins they were the same way, their Dad gently touching their heads to silently say he was there before moving to the bed. "At least take off your shoes first." he murmured with a smile, helping the exhausted Falian properly into bed before sliding in beside him. Just a small nap was all that was needed. He could barely finish his second thought before falling asleep.

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Yashweh felt bad, feeling he'd frightened Yashweh to running away.
"He was raised differently." His mother comforted, it now being Yashweh's turn to be cuddled and held, "You need to be gentle with him."
"I thought I was..." The rest of the night was spent eating and chatting, Yashweh able to feel the comfort of sleeping around his family again. It was warm, his mother and brother both having an arm around him, but was Oliver sleeping on the floor again? As comfortable as he himself was, he got very little sleep worrying that Oliver wouldn't want to talk to him anymore, eating the fruit filled breakfast with little vigor.
"Where are you going?" Saleh asked, "You barely ate."
"I'm going to apologize to Oliver. I'll be back."
"You should give--" but the child was gone, the mother silencing and looking at Saleh. "You would have been gone before I could even make a peep."
"Aren't you glad I was raised to be a good child?" he grinned, shoving some bread in his mouth.

Yashweh walked away from the ragtag group of Latians, looking around and realizing he didn't really speak the language. His quick steps turned slow and unknowing, looking around and seeing a white-haired girl around Oliver's age, moving over to her cautiously. She was looking up at a big fancy house. He wondered if someone important lived there. "E-Excuse me." he asked, gently tapping her shoulder. Her shoulder was white too. All of her was white.

Elliot, on the other hand, woke up to his stomach growling. Silver eyes blinked, Leo having been replaced with Oliver, man tucking the child in before walking out, listening for his husband and finding him feeding the children. His muscles were twenty times more sore than yesterday. "How are they feeling? And you, how are you feeling?" he asked

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Yashweh's eyes widened, stepping back as an unfamiliar tone entered his mind. He couldn't quite understand it, but he could all at once. It was like seeing a picture show with words, without the words. He understood. "Y-es. Ah," he looked up at the fancy house in the branches. It seemed really high. "Please...?"

"That's good. Once they start walking they'll remember more. And Falia has always done you good." he kissed him before sitting down and chuckling. "I feel as though I am made of rock." but he quickly gave a moan of approval, muscles instantly relaxing at the touch. "You should not be healing for another few days, Leo." he murmured, "But thank you so very much."