There had been quite the strain on him and Rhea since the birth of their child. To be fair he knew it was hard on her and though he tried to help as best as he could, raising a child was not really his forte. Even when he was kids with his brother who clearly looked up to him he wouldn’t say he was the best role model. Needless to say, this was his responsibility too but in a way he did his best to utterly stay out of her way too. The feline stuck around him more also. The vibes Rhea was putting off made the both of them uncomfortable and that was primarily because neither one of them knew when exactly she was going to blow. She was like one of those ticking time bombs and he was sure it was coming. The only bad part was trying to guess just when it would happen and just who would it happen to. She was gone by the time he had gotten back home and he muddled around the place before growing too bored. He knew she needed this time on her own. She needed a cleansing restart and hoped that she had done so for herself, no less; it didn’t help him keep his curiosity in check. He had gone to his brothers to find their infant daughter there and his brother simply saying she had stated she was going towards the marketplace. Afterwards, his brother had been so wrapped up in the small tiny human that he hadn’t even noticed that he had left.

He hung around in the marketplace finding nothing out of the ordinary so far. Usually when Rhea was around there had to be some sort of trouble ensuing. It was who she was. Despite her father’s strict rising, much like he did, she beat against the grain. She was the type of woman who had quite the independent mind and when she saw fit for something, she went for it. It was how they had even ended up together as taboo as it seemed to be. He nibbled on some of the sweet-savory meat he had previously bought as he moseyed along and he probably would have never found her if it hadn’t been for the terror screams on down the road. A woman zoomed past him causing the stick to drop from his fingers and to the ground much to his dismay. ”Damnit.” he growled. His eyes watched the meat hit the ground with a scrunched nose as about that time he spied what it was the woman was running from. The dark beasties didn’t really seem to pay him too much mind as they terrorized the people who ran from them. His brows furrowed for a moment as he headed a little more down the street watching one back a man in a corner who had his child clinging to his legs against the wall. ”Hey!” he yelled. The creature then seemed to become distracted and zone in on him. He stepped backward and about that time the man scooped his youngin up and bolted.

With a growl and a snarl, the thing leaped towards him and Faron turned on his heel bolting. He didn’t know what the things were and to be honest they were a bit too frightening for him to figure out where their source was. He ran and eventually the monster chose an easier prey of another man. He stopped and watched as more creatures seemed to be piling in on the streets of the marketplace. As a woman swung a bag of potatoes at one of the creatures he expected it to go flying except… it went through. That was interesting.

The more he paid attention to it he could spy that they held a bit of a translucent appearance to them. ”hmm.” so they weren’t real.. were they… dreams? His eyes started scanning his surroundings and it was then he spotted the hunched over figure of Rhea on the table. Moving towards her he clasped her shoulder and shook her. ”Rhea! Wake up!”

Perhaps letting her wander alone was a bad idea.

The moment she came back to the real world and lift her beautiful head up so he could see blue shinning eyes, those monsters vanished. He could feel the eyes on them and gave a few of the onlookers a cold stare down. He wasn’t in the mood to deal with their shit. A few of them got the message and looked away but still whispered to whoever was around them. Focusing his eyes back on Rhea who climbed to her feet and grabbed his arm toting him behind her as she spoke. A small frown was forming as he listened to her speak. ”You have been. I told you, you were putting too much on yourself.” But that likely fell on deaf ears. She’d been ignoring him barely even acknowledging his existence as she went about her business. He remained a little standoffish, arms now crossing over his chest as he watched her suddenly grow worried. He caught her by the arm then as she started to spiral down. ”She’s with your dead, She’s fine….” his voice was low and humming literally seeing the stress just fall off of her like it were clothing.

”You can.” he corrected. ”You have to.” Tough luck, he didn’t think he could do it either but he was sticking it out so she had to also. ”You just need a break.” He let go of her arm and went back to crossing his. ”I’m sure your dad will be more than willing to take her for a small bit until you get your head back on straight. You can’t be a mother if you are losing your shit… even in your sleep.” he should be more comforting about the subject and he was doing his best but she wasn’t the only one having a problem. The disconnect in their relationship was affecting the situation. As it were he had enough trouble picking out emotions and now with not really knowing where he stood with her, it felt harder. ”I can talk to him.” he gave a shouldered shrug. ”Then you can run off and let some steam loose.” He didn’t think she would abandon them or at least he hoped she wouldn’t.