K O A
and they will shake their heads
and wag their bony fingers
and wag their bony fingers
For all that Everest is a creature of logic, Koa can't help but find his reasoning flawed. "You're talking like you can't do things without orders, but that doesn't seem right. I mean.... did anyone have to order you to do this?" He gestures widely toward their setting and Ever's various tools. "Maybe you gotta give yourself more credit, man."
He's picked up the small stone he was kicking and now he rolls it between his fingers, brushing off the dirt. The observation of more than meat startles a laugh from Koa; he glances back at the other boy, tilting his head. "My Ma would say there isn't more than air in mine," the Dragoon grins. He raps his knuckles over thick hair for emphasis, tongue clicking against his cheek in an exaggerated knock knock knock.
And then, with little more than a "Hey - think fast," Koa takes the small stone and tosses it Ever's way.
He's picked up the small stone he was kicking and now he rolls it between his fingers, brushing off the dirt. The observation of more than meat startles a laugh from Koa; he glances back at the other boy, tilting his head. "My Ma would say there isn't more than air in mine," the Dragoon grins. He raps his knuckles over thick hair for emphasis, tongue clicking against his cheek in an exaggerated knock knock knock.
And then, with little more than a "Hey - think fast," Koa takes the small stone and tosses it Ever's way.
in all the wrong directions—
and by daybreak we'll be gone
and by daybreak we'll be gone
