Dustin would miss Hund. He was the only one he would miss if he ever managed to succeed during one of those suicidal moments. He let go and watched as Hund stretched as he woke up. He wasnâ€™t smiling but he was happy his best bro-friend was awake. He felt Hundâ€™s head nudging him and looked at Hund directly instead of just watching. â€œMorning bro.â€ He said softly. He smiled inside at the lick. â€œCan we go get some of my things for while I am staying in here?â€ He asked softly. He needed clothes for one. His other daggers for two. The black one had fallen to the floor when he had been put on the bed. He go up and picked it up. Putting it back in his pants before sitting next to Hund. â€œThank you...for coming for me. For finding me. Hearing your voice...was something that helped make it better a bit.â€ His voice soft and sort of distant. He stared at the floor. Quite out of it. He wasnâ€™t sure what else to say. Standing up and walked to the bathroom. Using it and looked at himself in the mirror as he washed his hands. Even to him he could tell something was wrong. He could see it. He could feel it. He could feel that internal see saw that was teeter tottering back and forth. It wouldnâ€™t take much to send him over that edge. To make him snap and try to kill himself. He left the bathroom after turning off the sink. â€œI like your giant dog form...â€ he said with a yawn. Waiting for Hund so they could go back to the room he and Rykar used. A room he didnâ€™t want to be in right now. Thing is he would try to kill himself. He would live. He would be back to normal. While it didnâ€™t sound possible it was how it was. It was like his mind reset where it felt it was. When Hund was ready he would walk with him to his room.