Quin handed the note to Charlie, a new wave of concern washing over him. "Are you sure you'll be okay?" His browns furrowed as he hesitated to motion  toward the boy's abdomen, "Nothing's broken,  is it?" His tail twitched with agitation, he remained standing close. His desire to touch the young fox again was starting to crack his concern, "Do you know how to tell...should I check?" He spoke softly,  his tone still full of genuine concern, now tinged with hints of longing.