[The moment his grip releases, Blue goes stumbling backwards across the room, putting as much distance between himself and Guzma as he can. There’s only another moment of wide-eyes staring- hurt, fear still permeating his expression- before he darts out the door. Watery footsteps of ice trail out on the floor.]
[And then the front door to the cabin slams. Given his past behavior, it’s no surprise perhaps- skittish as he was, refusing to stick around any of the adults for long or accept help- even if what exactly had triggered his fear was a mystery.]
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[And then the front door to the cabin slams. Given his past behavior, it’s no surprise perhaps- skittish as he was, refusing to stick around any of the adults for long or accept help- even if what exactly had triggered his fear was a mystery.]