zephyr
You run a hand tiredly through your hair, not really sure how to answer his accusation. This seems like a perfect moment for a stranger danger lecture, but given how you are the danger stranger, it might not land as well as it should. "S'pose that's fair. My name's Zeph, an' you're Felix, an' now we know each other." And now the danger is arguably higher, because most crimes against children are committed by people who they know, but fuck if you're explaining any of that.
At least he hasn't decided to shift. You've never actually seen a bear, but from what you know it isn't an fight you'd win. And he's following along, reluctant though it may be. It was so much easier to drag Ray away from shit. At least he was small enough to carry when he threw a fit
More questions, and you know you've dug yourself a proper hole. Sighing, you try to decide the best way to reply. Kid's gonna have to learn sooner than later, especially if he's got the desires and impudence of a proper teen. "It ain't a secret. But that don't mean you're ready t'learn it."
You're far enough away now that you feel comfortable letting go of his arm. Leaning onto the wall of an empty shop, you look the boy over speculatively. Poor kid didn't ask for this, and your dad old heart goes out to him. In your best patient father tone, you attempt to soften the blows. "Look- yer ma told me a bit about ya. That you grew up faster'n most kids do. So it makes sense there's a lotta stuff you don't know about, stuff you're curious about.but you gotta be patient in learnin', k? The world's a damn big place. Nobody knows everythin'."
At least he hasn't decided to shift. You've never actually seen a bear, but from what you know it isn't an fight you'd win. And he's following along, reluctant though it may be. It was so much easier to drag Ray away from shit. At least he was small enough to carry when he threw a fit
More questions, and you know you've dug yourself a proper hole. Sighing, you try to decide the best way to reply. Kid's gonna have to learn sooner than later, especially if he's got the desires and impudence of a proper teen. "It ain't a secret. But that don't mean you're ready t'learn it."
You're far enough away now that you feel comfortable letting go of his arm. Leaning onto the wall of an empty shop, you look the boy over speculatively. Poor kid didn't ask for this, and your dad old heart goes out to him. In your best patient father tone, you attempt to soften the blows. "Look- yer ma told me a bit about ya. That you grew up faster'n most kids do. So it makes sense there's a lotta stuff you don't know about, stuff you're curious about.but you gotta be patient in learnin', k? The world's a damn big place. Nobody knows everythin'."
we were toogether
who cared about the rest?
who cared about the rest?
