The armadillo had rushed to the body as soon as he saw the entry. He felt ill; worried; guilty; horrible -- He thought "Cake" had changed - he'd honestly thought.
And he trusted him with her... damnit... Chii...
His eyes were glossy when he reached the room. Oh, Chii.. the sight was grotesque. Why hadn't he been there - he should have been there - damnit.. Chii. She had been crying.
He only barely noticed the other people - he went straight for the body, cradling it to him, completely igoring the blood. "Chii... I'm so sorry..."