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(Recap: Dream walked Y/N home and bumped into Tommy who expressed Henry had died :])

Leading Tommy away from the woodland and into the entrance of Pogtopia, Y/N was left with quite a tough burden. Not only was the blonde dealing with an intense amount of grief, but she also had another blonde-haired male watching over her shoulder the whole while. She wasn't too sure on how she felt with his constant observance, but either way it was another thing to add to her worries at the moment. But it wasn't her main priority.

Lowering Tommy down onto one of the chests in the open cave, the E/C eyed girl stared at him with a great deal of concern etched into her face. She still needed some sort of summary on their situation and on why the boy seemed to so keen to avenge his cherished cow. All she had gotten out of him so far was that Henry was dead and that he wanted full closure on a guy who she was still yet to know the identity of. She pieced together that whoever this mystery guy was, must have been Henry's supposed killer.

Meanwhile, Tommy was still letting out quiet mumbles, a mix of aggression and just pure misery, all the while he was steadying his uneven breaths. Dream stood remained still beside Y/N, seeming nonchalant and unreadable - the usual, basically. He hadn't spoken much since they had encountered the distraught boy, though the pair weren't really sure if Tommy had actually acknowledged Dream in the slightest. It was probably a good thing, honestly. Meant that he had less to stress about for the time being.

Once he finally regained a regular breathing pattern, Y/N finally spoke up again, hoping to get some context to their situation.

"Are you able to tell us what happened, now?" She spoke softly, arms crossed over as she awaited an explanation. Tommy sniffed once or twice, clearing his throat before he could respond.

"It's- I was going to visit Henry because I haven't seen him since the election. He lives in a structure called the Eiffel Tower behind a guy named 'Skeppy's' house and when I arrived there he was gone and- and do you know what was left there instead?" She shook her head, "this small dickhead, right here."

He pointed over to entrance of Pogtopia where there was in fact a 'small dickhead' strutting about cluelessly. Or more accurately... a chicken. It cocked it's head to the side once it was pointed at before oddly stepping away and out of sight once again, back around the corner. Tommy glared at the creature with pure hatred and anger, crossing his arms as he mumbled even more incoherent sounds, most likely threats or insults.

"Fuckin' pigeon." He grumbled, shaking his head aggressively. It was kind of funny how he still couldn't recognise different bird species despite the fact his father was literally part crow...

Y/N pursed her lips tightly, eyes squinting as she focused exclusively on his brief summary. The Badlands was a vaguely familiar location to her, considering how the location was taking form not long after she left in the first place. Wilbur had also mentioned it a couple few times in the letters they had exchanged in the past, but obviously she hadn't really gained a clue on how it had grown nowadays. It could be as big as Manburg for all she knew. Speaking of...

"What were you doing near the Badlands, anyway? Isn't that, like... just beside Manburg?" She turned her head to Dream behind her, who she now noticed was leaning against a makeshift desk with both hands planted against the surface on either side of his hips. He nodded his head slowly in response. Tommy remained silent, his lips sealed shut as he avoided eye contact for much longer than a couple of seconds. Y/N's eyes narrowed, sending him a disapproving look.

"Tommy.."

"I know, I know! I shouldn't have been there, but you gotta understand, Y/N - I-I couldn't help it! I want... I just wanted to see it again, okay? Just once." He sputtered out, stress evident in his features, as he uncrossed his arms.