The words that Byron spoke seemed dull and lifeless, but that's how his tone always seemed to be. He decided to ignore the tone completely and instead try to listen to words and figure out which type of tone was supposed to be coming out of the other's mouth. "You make me happy too," His voice was a soft and gentle purr, he was glad he could make the other feel better. Byron would be hard to understand at time, Octavian knew this now as he might confuse what he's trying to say, or something he's trying to imply. He was willing to try, however, and understand him. It seemed not many people gave Byron that same bit of respect, and instead just threw him away when he showed he was a little broken.<br/><br/>"Please do not feel like you have to bring gifts just to see me, I came mostly to see you" Octavian spoke as the hug ended a little sooner than he had hoped. He brushed thick locks of black hair behind the fluffy ash colored ears so that more of his face was shown "I will have a gift for you as well the next time that we meet," He would bring the other flowers, some of the most beautiful ones he has in his garden at the moment. If the other intended to give him flowers, it'd be kind of an exchange. But the moon was slowly lowering and he could very faintly in the gap there was the smallest bit of orange light. Someone was coming.<br/><br/>Suddenly the two black eyes opened wide and looked to the hole, Byron wouldn't see it but someone was coming. "Another person is coming... I will see you tomorrow, I promise." Being still so close to the other's body he gave his arm a reassuring squeeze before turning and running. His steps were nearly silent as he ran, and soon he was out of sight from Byron and whoever that other person may be. He went right to his little home and locked himself in the bedroom to think.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>Octavian knew when Wren opened his doors and therefore he burst into the small shop minutes after the sign was flipped to open. Wren was like a second father to him after his own parents were slaughtered by the humans inside of the feared wall, the shop was a second home for him and he was sure Wren wouldn't mind his abrupt entrance. Though, Wren could be quite a grump from time to time. In his tightly clasped hands, he rushed to the older man with one of the brightest and widest smiles that could fit on a face. "I need you to fix this Wren. It's a watch, and it's in beautiful condition!" Unclasping his hands was the bright pocket watch that Byron had given to him not too many hours ago during the night. The shopkeeper by now knew of Octavian's little adventures, but would he believe that the mutant found so a beautiful thing thrown outside of the wall? He doubted it, Wren was a smart man, and Wren was one of the few that Octavian trusted with his secrets.<br/><br/>"Now... I know what you're thinking! 'Octavian, where in God's name did you find such a watch?' But don't go jumping to conclusions," Octavian took a seat wherever there was clear space, running soft fingers cross the metal. "I talked to a human... a normal, nonmutated human! He was even a soldier Wren, had a gun and everything!" Maybe starting off with that wasn't the best way to not make the man angry or confused. "He's nice though, I swear it Wren. They hurt him, someone inside the walls is<i>whipping</i>him, like cattle!" His smile faded when he remembered all the poorly healed scars that rose in bumps across his back along with the fresh ones that hadn't even been treated. "They didn't even help it with the fancy medicine they got. He can't be like them if they're hurting him, but they aren't killing him so I guess he has some kind of use to them," He had been thinking about it all night and now he was letting it spill out.<br/><br/>"He gave me the watch, I want you to fix it so I can show him. He doesn't think we are beasts but I doubt he knows we have a life much like theirs out here, that we have people who can fix and build. I want him to know..." He gave a heavy sigh, holding the copper watch out to the man to see if he'd accept the offer. "I'll give you whatever you want to fix it by tonight," He had money and food saved up, he'd trade just about anything for that watch to be working by the time the moon went up.<br/><br/>"His name is Byron, he's normal in appearance but I think he's a little broken on the inside." Soft colored ears twitched backwards, it was sad to think about. He was such a sweet person, but he wasn't treated right.