Koa
Now I just want to play on my panpipes
I just want to drink me some wine
Ok well this is already exhausting, and Koa can feel the beginning of a headache brewing behind his eyes. Still he manages to keep his features pleasantly neutral while the older woman squawks her indignation, handsome face exuding calm understanding - though he does cock an eyebrow when the boy chips in, offering, of all things, to pay for the coffee.I just want to drink me some wine
It isn't terribly difficult to figure out what happened, and who is in the wrong. "Okay," the Dragoon interjects finally, raising his hand in a request to stop. He's hoping to head off the woman's tangent about silk shirts and who owes who, before his patience and brain implode. "Sounds to me like an accident all around," Koa begins with a diplomatic smile that does not reach his copper eyes. "But if you want to file a report, ma'am, I'd be happy to take your statement. I'm sure we can find some witnesses to corroborate your story."
He glances around at the milling crowd, some of whom seem particularly eager to speak up - though based on their snickering expressions, not necessarily in her defense.
And while the red-faced woman throws her own indignantly panicked glances through the onlookers, Koa takes the opportunity to wink conspiratorially at Jude.
As soon as you're born you start dyin'
So you might as well have a good time
So you might as well have a good time
