that was pointlesss. we could have stayed strangers
"Nope," Arsen says in response to the question that doesn't require an answer, and he drops silently out of the boughs to land in a pool of shadow not unlike the one Remi motions to. His gaze follows the Lullaby's up into the trees, head tilting in an entirely avian gesture as he considers the task at hand. Without needing to look back at the other man, he waves a hand at the offered machete. "They're sharp enough," he says.
"So why're we doin' it?" he asks; like all youths, he is utterly unable to keep his mouth shut when there are questions he might get answers to. But if the other man wants to answer him it will have to be from the canopy of leaves, because Arsen is already taking off again, trying to fight through the foliage to get above it.
"So why're we doin' it?" he asks; like all youths, he is utterly unable to keep his mouth shut when there are questions he might get answers to. But if the other man wants to answer him it will have to be from the canopy of leaves, because Arsen is already taking off again, trying to fight through the foliage to get above it.
Arsen
