Golden was gnawing on their digit, tapping their foot nervously. Why? Why were they getting so paranoid all of a sudden? It's not like their being watched, are they? No impossible, no one would consider being a leaguer, the risk is too great. Then again, what if they finally decided to come here?! Golden whimpered and continued to gnaw on their digit until the paint started chipping off.
The two of the three Gold Brothers noticed Golden chewing their finger, causing a fair amount of concern. It was the middle of Baseball Training, not really a finger chewing time, although Mask caught the nervousness and heard Golden’s whimpers, excusing himself from the training and leading Golden outside to where Foot was waiting, causing a fair amount of confusion to Arm but the oldest brother didn’t follow.
“What’s the matter, Golden?” The youngest brother asked gently, worry in his voice.