KORBIN
And round about his home the glory
That blushed and bloomed,
That blushed and bloomed,
"There would have to be a serious offer before there was something to reject," Korbin pointed out. He looked a little uncomfortable. "Friends aren't made over a random conversation anyway." Not the kind he would trust and rely on, at any rate.
He scowled at the comment that followed. What small moments of lighter spirit there had been were rapidly falling away again, as Korbin retreated back into the safety of his own space. "Even if I didn't, it would have nothing to do with you."
It was short, clipped, rude even by his standards. But though he winced internally, the boy just shoved his hands back into the pockets and turned his face away, jaw set in stubborn dismissal.
Ah, well. Maybe it was a rejection after all.
He scowled at the comment that followed. What small moments of lighter spirit there had been were rapidly falling away again, as Korbin retreated back into the safety of his own space. "Even if I didn't, it would have nothing to do with you."
It was short, clipped, rude even by his standards. But though he winced internally, the boy just shoved his hands back into the pockets and turned his face away, jaw set in stubborn dismissal.
Ah, well. Maybe it was a rejection after all.
Is but a dim-remembered story
Of the old time entombed.
Of the old time entombed.
