---> When Lenger heard Locke again, he opened his eyes and looked at how dry he was. It did seem a bit odd, but he ignored it and stopped crying for a small bit. His salty tears still flowed from his sad looking eyes, being told that had felt like torture... His heart was very weak, and Lockes comment had hurt him. He felt a little happy but was reminded of how his owner did this to him. He didn't like to be teased with feelings... Told one thing and finding it was a lie the next moment. His eyes continued to water even as he got up. He was soaked in saliva, his scales dripped, but he did not seem to mind it. He looked at Locke, then back down as he still cried. Lenger slightly shivered as he sat there still. He didn't know exactly how to feel right now, Anger... Sadness... Hurt... Fear... They all had a place in his heart, a reason to make him feel worse about everything. He turned away and said nothing, just sniffling gently. "Fate..." Lenger repeated... He had heard that word, long ago... From a boy who once loved him.