How to even start - Fox had no idea. It felt like life got the better of him too many times when it came to the things he wanted and the things he needed. What he wanted rarely seemed to matter - Fate had other ideas, though. River's laughter was something he'd missed, and Foxglove let out a breathy sigh of relief at feeling the affectionate gesture returned to him. River almost seemed shy when he heard the compliment, those teal eyes darting away briefly. Too long, Fox admitted with little grimace. Not like he needed to say it, but it was his very first thought. It felt.....it felt hopeless, but I didn't want to just......just give up on her, either. Foxglove had struggled with the warring sensation. The longer he took the more he took from River. If he had just immediately turned around to return to Avon, then he would have just abandoned Bee.

It was....harder being alone, too. I couldn't find Bee - not until I came here. Which was just as unexpected. To know that she'd been just...taken from one place and put in another, he knew what that felt like. This world was something chaotic, something that he didn't truly understand, and he didn't know if it would be easy for anyone to really just accept. Have you been okay? He asked, giving River a good look over. He couldn't find any flaws or injuries, any real signs other than the fact that he was now alarmingly grown. I can't believe how big you are - and I'm sorry I've missed so much of it. He admitted. It was important for him to address the length of his absence. There was something he'd done when he'd taken River under his wing - he'd promised that he'd be there to watch out for him and take care of him and here he was, he'd been gone for so long that it was almost like meeting all over again.

Tell me everything, I want to hear all about what you've been up to! He was eager, even if he didn't get to see it all.