Drink another shot of make believe

He was pleased to have gotten some approval from Edy (although he did wonder when he had become so starved of affection he desired the approval of a teenager). With an exaggerated bow he smiled around at those who had joined in with her applause and leaned back against the wall. To his horror he was slightly out of breath, but he did his best to hide it. He scoffed at her comment, following her eyes downwards. "I assure you all of my bones - yes, even that one - are in good order, Grazie mille. Not that you'll be finding out." Stepping forward to serve another customer he ignored her for a moment to perform tricks for them and get their order. When they left, he looked back over to her. "So. I assume you are one like me, plucked from somewhere other than this and left to fend for yourself? I would love to hear what place could produce such a person." He did actually admire Edy for being so put together, assuming she was an Outlander - at 32 he had found the experience harrowing enough and could not imagine being anywhere at all ready for it as a teenager. BASTIEN This tiresome desire to shock and amaze Perhaps I’ll grow out of it one of these days