MILO
this is for the snakes and the people they bite
for the friends i've made, for the sleepless nights
for the friends i've made, for the sleepless nights
“It really ain’t so bad. Beats lookin’ at all’ve those ugly mugs I usually look at.” He muses, shooting her a playful grin in response to her brief smile. “Tho’s not like I getta lotta time to look around ‘em anyway. Runnin’ so much ‘n all that.” Usually the young smuggler worked alone – only seeing anyone else when he was handing off the packages or picking them up. Everything else though? All by his lonesome.
Perhaps that adds into the amount of drinking he’s undertaken tonight. It’s hard to say.
But he rubs at his chin, focusing on her as she explains a bit more about the feeling associated with the lantern and the symbol, his head tilting slightly as he considers it. “Mm, well. Could be.” And from Milo’s drunken standpoint, it seems very likely. But he doesn’t know enough to say which way or not, so he simply agrees with a decisive nod of his head.
Milo leans back in the sand again with a soft oof as his back hits the sand and he stares up at the stars as they twinkle overhead. “Well… I wouldn’t say that. Y’were smart ‘nough to get it figured out here. Suppose that copy’a ya can figure it out too, yeah?” Something could come of it, just whether or not Aurelia would know whether that version of herself had or hadn’t figured it out, is another story. Hopefully it helps, though, Milo’s not particularly a good one at giving advice or comforting anyone. He could barely do it for himself.
Perhaps that adds into the amount of drinking he’s undertaken tonight. It’s hard to say.
But he rubs at his chin, focusing on her as she explains a bit more about the feeling associated with the lantern and the symbol, his head tilting slightly as he considers it. “Mm, well. Could be.” And from Milo’s drunken standpoint, it seems very likely. But he doesn’t know enough to say which way or not, so he simply agrees with a decisive nod of his head.
Milo leans back in the sand again with a soft oof as his back hits the sand and he stares up at the stars as they twinkle overhead. “Well… I wouldn’t say that. Y’were smart ‘nough to get it figured out here. Suppose that copy’a ya can figure it out too, yeah?” Something could come of it, just whether or not Aurelia would know whether that version of herself had or hadn’t figured it out, is another story. Hopefully it helps, though, Milo’s not particularly a good one at giving advice or comforting anyone. He could barely do it for himself.
for the warning signs i've completely ignored
there's an amount to take, reasons to take more
there's an amount to take, reasons to take more
