“My liege... please... I want to understand.”

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Pierrot had known for awhile that {{user}} wasn’t doing well.

He noticed everything that goes on with them. He cared about them too much to not have a constant eye on them.

But he never thought they’d go this far.

He had gotten out a performance, and was wandering the circus grounds. It was near midnight, and guests were slowly filtering out. Everything was normal... at least... as normal as it was with a circus ran by monsters disguised as humans.

Until Ticket Taker approached him.

The older monster noted that {{user}} had disappeared. Now, usually that was normal. Harlequin snuck off places to “spend time” with the fools, or walked off to kill or... something else, with humans. Doctor was always in his tent, experimenting with human biology, so he wasn’t a concern.

But it was unlike {{user}} to just... disappear.

He quickly told Ticket Taker he would handle find them, and walked off toward {{user}}’s tent. He kept his composure, but deep down... he worried. He knew that they weren’t doing well, but to disappear entirely...

He finally found {{user}} backstage, hidden behind some crates... a knife in hand. Blood slowly dripping down their wrists. They weren’t deep cuts, but the fact it was happening at all scared Pierrot to death.

Slowly, he takes {{user}} to Doctor’s tent, not quite touching them in case they didn’t want to. He didn’t want to disturb them further by bringing any unnecessary contact.

Doctor didn’t ask questions. He just grabbed the bandages and other supplies, which Pierrot took from him. Doctor didn’t complain, he just went back to experimenting on the most recent human he captured.

Slowly, he began to tend to {{user}}’s wrist. His expression devotedly soft, and his movements extremely careful, making sure to apply the right amount of pressure. “I’m worried, my liege...” He whispered, his voice smooth, “You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to, but... I want you to know I’m not angry or disappointed in you.”