[SE] for a moment I forget to worry

Emmett was actually pleasant surprised when he drank the cider and found no bite of alcohol in it, glad to be able to drink it without worrying about how it might affect him later. He was not an addict, but he knew when he was looking over the precipice of a problem and did not want to take any steps toward the edge.

He looked over to the men she pointed out, smiled a little to himself at the hideous colours of their outfits. Emmett had never had much of a fashion sense, but he stayed safe by sticking to shades of greens and browns, colours he could trust to take on mud and not look too awful.

"Uuuuh..." Emmett had never been particularly creative or great at stories, but he wanted to humour Amalia's kindness. "I reckon they both were meant to sell vegetables this year, but the harvest didn' work out, so they dressed as the crops t'make themselves feel better."

Emmett

There's a saying where I come from
Playing 'round with fire gets you burned
Well, I'll wear my third degrees
And my heart upon my sleeve