He deserved the punishing tickles, and he knew it. Korbin put up enough of a fight to keep his sister entertained, and chuffed something between a laugh and a wince as her fingers dug into his sides. Once she was satisfied and slumped to the bed beside him, he caught his breath again and tried to flatten his hair back down, knew it was sticking up at odd angles.
"Maybe," he replied, but sounded oddly reluctant at the idea of leaving Halo again. Truth be told, the portal freaked him out. But Weaver sounded so eager, just like when she talked about the bar. "I'll think about it. Once we have your bar up and running."
A small concession. He might not be thrilled about it, but since it meant so much to her... Korbin would do what he could to help. "Just don't expect me to love that Sunjata fellow," he warned, with a smirk growing, far lighter than before. Now that the decision had been made. "Who's that cider making girl, by the way?" He sounded very casually disinterested.
"Maybe," he replied, but sounded oddly reluctant at the idea of leaving Halo again. Truth be told, the portal freaked him out. But Weaver sounded so eager, just like when she talked about the bar. "I'll think about it. Once we have your bar up and running."
A small concession. He might not be thrilled about it, but since it meant so much to her... Korbin would do what he could to help. "Just don't expect me to love that Sunjata fellow," he warned, with a smirk growing, far lighter than before. Now that the decision had been made. "Who's that cider making girl, by the way?" He sounded very casually disinterested.
korbin
Deep into that darkness peering, Long I stood there
Wondering, Fearing
