[It took him a long time to figure out the gear. Of course it did. When did he do anything right? Never was still too often.

But he had the gear working now. He could reach out. What was he supposed to day though? Surely he would sound foolish to the people here.]

Fenn~?

[The fox--Fennekin, stupid Credence. It was a Fenniki--SHE. He was messing up so badly. Her little paw pressed against his hand to try and snap him out of it.]

Sorry.. I'm sorry. I.. I wanted..I don't know what.. I mean, I.. I think Mr. Graves sent me here.. he must have. Ma was .. she was angry so he must have sent me here to keep me safe for awhile. Maybe he found what he was searching for so now I'm here..

Or maybe he just.. didn't need me..

[There was a sheen in his eyes, distress sinking in with reality. The Fennekin put both paws on his hand now and gave a little shake.]

I don't know why I'm here I guess. Or where.. any help would be.. helpful. Appreciated I mean.. I can't even talk right.. I'm sorry. Thank you.

[He awkwardly smooths his hair down, glancing at the fox as if for validation that he did okay. The Fennekin bumps her head against his shoulder approvingly.]