They Didn't Know We Were Seeds [Death/Group FTE]

Root was fumbling through the Hobby Store, looking for things that might help with his experiments he was hoping on running, writing everything down that he found so he would remember it later. Of course, his hand was still in a bit of pain from punching Taro several times, but at least he wrote with the hand that wasn't injured as much. Mobility in his right hand was limited and he was pretty sure he had broken a few bones in the process of making himself feel better. It didn't matter. He no longer regretting punching Taro like he did, even if that was reverting to his animalistic tendencies, his instincts like a wild animal and not the intelligent being that he was, or at least claimed to be.

He was on his way back to his temporary headquarters of study, because study was the only thing he could do now to stay awake, even though the work he was doing was probably completely wrong. It didn't matter, he just had to focus and try to stay awake until someone was killed or the bear gave up. His mom was still following him around, and luckily he was able to convince her that Willow was not his boyfriend, but there was a girl he liked here in Monoworld, even if he didn't tell her who it was, mostly because he was too tired at the time to recall the name he was looking for. His headquarters? The side of the theater building, not inside it, as others would go there and to watch movies, outside and on the side where few would bother him.

However, he reached the central part of the fountain and saw Willow there. And the bear told him, Adrianna was dead, natural causes. Root had grown fond of the girl, and considered her a friend, despite her somewhat unstable nature at times. He had actually been looking forward to getting to know her better. But now that was impossible. The bear wasn't going to break. Someone would have to be murdered in order to free them from this sleepless situation. And it would be hard to figure it out as well, seeing as their most intelligent being on the matter, him of course, was currently in a state that was not fit for logically deducing what happened in a crime. He was pretty sure, like his mom, he could probably hallucinate the whole murder happening and not realize it wasn't real. This was… going to be fun.

Root chuckled, and then fell into a full on laugh. "How many more bodies shall decorate this land? Hahahahahahahha, oh at least two more. Someone's gonna kill. Someone's gonna die." Then he stopped himself. He screwed up the look on his face and wondered what he was doing. And then he laughed again and kept laughing unable to control himself. He fell to his knees and took a deep breath. Calm down. Stay focused. Don't go insane.

"It's going to be alright, peanut." Root blinked a couple times as his mom's face dropped down in front of his as he stood on his knees, and a hand rose up to cup his cheek. "Keep your chin up, and just keep on going. That's what you need to do. Don't let you mind get the best of you. You know that your mind has always been your best asset and your biggest burden. Beat it, grow, move on. Don't let yourself go insane. I'll always be here, no matter, watching you. Just be the best you that you can be, and make me proud, Alex."

Root smiled slightly and nodded. He stood back up and looked around at anyone who was in the vicinity who had seen his momentary break from reality. "I'm sorry," Root ducked his head and walked off. It was probably the only time anyone would hear that from him. Probably.