OLIVER
A wise question, a very wise one... OH yes. "I have an idea! What if I cut it and then give it back to you! yay! That'll work, right? Am I brilliant?" Oliver thought it was a very brilliant idea and that he was a very brilliant man. Such brilliance deserved cookies... where were the cookies again?
Amun understands the idea of fire and Oliver's eyes shift from the man back to the flame. "It's so bright... it's like the stars... so many little stars all in one big pile... being all sparkly and pretty and stuff... do you think fire tastes good? I bet stars taste good." Oliver really is obsessed with eating right now, damn boy.
Scooching on back away from the fire and also away from the anvil, Oliver shakes his head. "No- no! No metal! Please! Stop metal!" The metal is making hands at him, grabbing for him and trying to choke him. It's scary and he just wants it' to stop.
Amun understands the idea of fire and Oliver's eyes shift from the man back to the flame. "It's so bright... it's like the stars... so many little stars all in one big pile... being all sparkly and pretty and stuff... do you think fire tastes good? I bet stars taste good." Oliver really is obsessed with eating right now, damn boy.
Scooching on back away from the fire and also away from the anvil, Oliver shakes his head. "No- no! No metal! Please! Stop metal!" The metal is making hands at him, grabbing for him and trying to choke him. It's scary and he just wants it' to stop.
Isn't it amazing
How we can never tell
Who is in an identical hell
