Making the rounds (Closed with @Sheep)

Torrent could tell Sheep was still hesitant, but could still tell that the kid was exhausted and clearly a little fed up with trying to fit a role he was not comfortable with. Torrent recognized that body language, he recognized it in himself when he still lived with his family. He waited patiently for Sheep to come forth with whatever he felt comfortable sharing.

It seemed once the kid started a dam burst, Sheep speaking of all the horrors he'd endured silently over the past months. Torrent waited silently and listened patiently, though he began grinding his teeth with anger the more and more Sheep told him. Sympathy was building as Torrent could relate to the loneliness of losing friends and isolation. This kid was clearly dealt an unjust hand, but that wasn't the thing that enraged Torrent the most. It was this older brother that really caused the defensive anger to well up in the older inkling. Torrent felt his brotherly instincts flaring up for this kid over the actions of this "Herdwick" brother of his. Despite his distance from his own family, Torrent tried his hardest to be present and active in his sister's lives. He had very strong views on what it meant to be an older brother, and those kinds of values to him meant being there for his siblings through thick and thin. To abandon his siblings to Torrent was an unforgivable act. But Torrent held his tongue and waited for Sheep to finish his story.

Finally when Sheep had finished letting out his tirade of events and emotions, a long, heavy pause stretched between the two. Finally, Torrent broken the silence by reaching out and grabbing Sheep's wrist, tugging the kid to sit down next to Torrent on the bench next to him. He wrapped his arm around Sheep's shoulders comfortingly without saying anything, hoping to convey to the smaller inkling a sense of sympathy and concern. Finally Torrent sighed heavily before speaking.

"That's some bullshit ye've had t' deal with, ain't it? Certainly not somethin' a kid like you shouldn't ever have t' deal with alone." Torrent ran a hand over his head, tugging on his torn tentacle especially. "And trust me, I can understand losin' people ye thought ye were close to, and feelin' alone. I've lost some people very close to me, too. And as fer yer big brother, he sounds like he deserves a good smackin' around. He don't even deserve t' be called a brother. Ye don't just give up and abandon the people yer supposed t' love just because things get a little rough. Yer supposed to love and support each other, not get up and leave." Torrent growled the last bit through gritted teeth. He took a deep breath though and clapped Sheep on the shoulder and smiled warmly at him. "And I know how tough life can be, and I know ye can't keep goin' around keepin' it bottled up. So how about some time I can take ye t' get some ice cream or whatever ye might like so ye can have someone t' talk to about these things? Of course, that's only if ye want to, but I'm willin' t' listen if ye need to let those feelings out. As a big brother m'self, I wont go talkin' to anyone else about it. Cross my heart and hope t' die." He said with a wink as he raised his right arm and crossed his heart with his finger.