it's not your fault that you're always wrong
It was quite pleasant, actually, to have this kind of back and forth with Eloise without the vitriol or the threat of death that came along with it. ”Oh I absolutely did mean baby sitter. I have heard he’s quite a good one though,” he said, padding along the boardwalk and towards the dark shape of the Ark nestled alongside the other ships.
”If I didn’t trust Zeph not to fuck things up I’d not leave him on shore every season we go out,” he pointed out, raising an eyebrow back at Eloise. ”Besides, I’d not want to steal his thunder constantly. Let him lead the show for a bit. It’s good for his old bones.”
”If I didn’t trust Zeph not to fuck things up I’d not leave him on shore every season we go out,” he pointed out, raising an eyebrow back at Eloise. ”Besides, I’d not want to steal his thunder constantly. Let him lead the show for a bit. It’s good for his old bones.”
