*Zeta hears knocking on the front door. When he goes and opens the door, he looks down to see Birdie, quietly sobbing and holding his cheek, which seemed to be a light shade of pink.*
"I-i didn't know where else to go. . ."
- @birdmorty
*When he opened the door and saw the kid crying, his eyes widened with concern. It was easy to see that he had been hit due to the pink on his cheek, and that only fueled his worry for Birdie.*
"O-oh no, Birdie, please come in."
*He gently placed a hand on the kid's shoulder to lead him inside, going to the living room.*
"Please, sit down, I'll- I'll get an ice pack for you and, would you like tea or maybe water?"
*He did want to ask what happened, but he figured that making sure he was as comfortable as possible was a priority.*













