zephyr
Well there's the confirmation you desperately did not want. "Aye." Yeah, you know his mom maybe biblicaly by now - but more importantly, you know his story. You know he's a toddler turned teenager for all his looks and declarations, and you know that he probably has no bloody idea about anything related to birds and bees, except how to be stung by them.
Oh, and he can turn into a bear. You know that, too.
So when he decides to turn back to the brothel you're both very keen on stopping him and very reluctant to do so because, fuck no, don't want to fight a bear. It's easier to answer the first question, so you ignore the second for now. "We're leavin' 'cus yer ma asked me t'let her know if I saw ya wanderin' around." This is true. Once again you make to grab his arm and steer him away.
And as to what goes on in there? "Look, kid- There's a lotta things that happen in a lotta places y'don' know about yet. An' I sure as hell ain't the right person t'tell you about 'em."
Oh, and he can turn into a bear. You know that, too.
So when he decides to turn back to the brothel you're both very keen on stopping him and very reluctant to do so because, fuck no, don't want to fight a bear. It's easier to answer the first question, so you ignore the second for now. "We're leavin' 'cus yer ma asked me t'let her know if I saw ya wanderin' around." This is true. Once again you make to grab his arm and steer him away.
And as to what goes on in there? "Look, kid- There's a lotta things that happen in a lotta places y'don' know about yet. An' I sure as hell ain't the right person t'tell you about 'em."
we were toogether
who cared about the rest?
who cared about the rest?
