Dark stands at the head of the table, his usual position, while Bing sits on one side, and King of the Squirrels sits on the other. The King seems a little overwhelmed while Bing looks like he wants the ground to swallow him whole.
"So everything you've ever told me about you is a lie?" King says.
Bing honestly wants to throw up. He can't look at King's face, not able to handle whatever betrayal or hatred might be showing on it. There's no more words, how in the heck is he supposed to answer that? After a moment, King stands up and walks out, the door clicking closed behind him.
Bing slumps forward onto the table, grim and defeated and mumbles. "Can I go now?"
Drawing up to his full height, Dark adjusts himself. "It may not seem like it now but it's for the best." If King's actions shock him, Dark isn't showing it. Maybe that was the point here. Not to make things better, but to make them worse. Give him less temptation to go outside.
Bing drags himself to his feet, glaring at Dark as he does so. "Due respect dude, shut the frick up."
The Jims aren't outside any more. They probably went with King. Well at least he didn't have to try and explain to them. Bing just heads back to his room since there's not really any where else he can go.
When he gets there, his biggest instinct is to just sleep and pretend he hasn't just stripped himself bare and been rejected. Dark is such a butt. Grounding him, making him tell King. If Bing thought for even a second that his punch would land, he'd slam that grey guy in the gut.
The door slams open and Bing flinches, torn from his thoughts by the shout of "I've found him!" Jim is stood in the doorway. This is becoming a bad habit.
There's the sound of frantic running as the other Jim appears. Bing's about to have a go at them for bothering him, and maybe telling them to have a bit more respect for doors, when King appears behind both of them.
The Jims are grinning like chesire cats and King has to shove them out the way so he can actually enter the room. Once he's close enough, he reaches forward to grab for Bing's arm but pauses.
"…Which one is your robot arm?" Confused, Bing gently waves with his right hand, for it to be grabbed by King who then drags him towards the door. "Move!" King shouts at the Jims who leap out the way. To say that Bing is confused would be somewhat of an understatement, though he offers no resistance as King pulls him through the corridors, the Jims not far behind chattering about how they should have grabbed their camera to film this.
It's obvious after a short while that King's dragging Bing to his section of the building. A series of rooms with various plants, environments and just basically everything King needs to cater and care for his 40+ scurry of squirrels (learning that term for a group of squirrels from Google is definitely in Bing's top ten favorite moments since he moved into the building).
They enter one of the recovery rooms. All of the sick, injured, or abandoned squirrels that they find when they check on the local squirrels are brought here and nursed to health again before being released.
King lets go of Bing when they reach a small cage, housing a pretty small grey squirrel that shies away when King reaches in. He coos though and talks softly for a few minutes, telling it how everything is fine, how King won't hurt it. Slowly, it starts to trust him and moves forward, allowing King to gently scoop it up.
Turning to Bing, he commands the droid to hold his hands out, which Bing does immediately, and watches as King carefully drops the little guy into his hands. He then moves to adjust Bing's hold so the squirrel won't fall if it squirms too much.
"His name's Felix and he's a little uh…" King mouths 'runty' never being comfortable to speak negatively of squirrels in front of them. "He can't go outside until he's grown a bit and the temperature picks up."
Bing blinks down at the squirrel in confusion before looking up to King who just raises his eyebrows expectantly. Then it clicks.
"….You want me to look after one of your squirrels?" Felix is shaking in his hands, calming only when King reaches forward to gently run his fingers down his back. "But aren't you mad at me?"
Felix starts to relax the longer he's in Bing's fingers and King continues to pet him, giving a slight sigh at the question. "I stormed out because it hurts that you didn't trust me with this. That Dark of all people had to force you to tell me."
"It's not that I didn't trust you bro. I just…" Careful not to crush the little guy, Bing shifts so he can run his thumb across Felix's fur. "My existence is illegal….and I'm not okay with that. So I pretend I'm a droid because it's easier."
"I said that!" One of the Jims in the door crosses his arm, looking smug while the other Jim rolls his eyes.
"You said he was probably defective." Says eye-rolling Jim.
The tension in the room is gone, blown out the water by the twins' comments and Bing can't help but to laugh at the two of them. King laughs too and the two bros share a pure moment while the Jims just look at them in confusion.
When they stop, King explains that if Bing is going to have to stay indoors for a while that he should at least have something to do, and since King himself can't neglect his duties to his subjects and stay inside all the time, then a squirrel that needs a friend like Bing will just have to do in the meantime.
Bing loves it and resolves to take the best dang care of Felix that he can!