you had a heart, it's been gone since they left you
Something in him rankled against the notion of being that 'good dog'. Safrin's questions were deep and he had to think, scour his own internal processes for answers, and when they came it was reluctantly.
"I care about some people's opinions, but not all," he admitted. "My sister's, mainly. With everyone else... no, their disapproval doesn't bother me. Just hers. And because I can't seem to explain why, so that she understands. It's... I mean, I want to be a good person. I want to care, and to see people smile. But my good and everyone elses doesn't seem to be the same."
He clearly wasn't cut out to be a good dog. Or at least, Korbin really hoped he was more of a wolf, gentle and caring only to those who had been let into his pack. So to speak.
"I care about some people's opinions, but not all," he admitted. "My sister's, mainly. With everyone else... no, their disapproval doesn't bother me. Just hers. And because I can't seem to explain why, so that she understands. It's... I mean, I want to be a good person. I want to care, and to see people smile. But my good and everyone elses doesn't seem to be the same."
He clearly wasn't cut out to be a good dog. Or at least, Korbin really hoped he was more of a wolf, gentle and caring only to those who had been let into his pack. So to speak.
- ever feel you grew up too fast?
Korbin
