Walk in the Woods

As she agreed that yes, she was very lucky, Adam straightened up not unlike a bird proudly splaying out it's feathers, drinking up the interest and compliment. "Well, y'know. I was handsome and I could ride a horse, have a serious lack of morals. It adds up." Really, he'd desperately needed something to do after years of depressed drinking and laying in gutters but...that wasn't half as romantic an answer. He noted that the trees were thinning too. That was...probably a good sign, right? Less trees meant the edge of the forest, which meant plainer land that would be easier to see across. Maybe he'd be able to find his way back without ever revealing he'd been lost. Laughing at her faked swoon he shrugged. "Y'dunno what's in these woods. Could be monsters or all sorts. When I first came, there was this massive fuckin' bird on fire in the town square. And no one seemed to give a shit!" He raised his hands as if frustrated by the clear absurdity of the reactions. "Sorrel. Huh. Weird name." Was all he said to her introduction, seeing a gap in the trees coming up and suddenly becoming distracted trying to head to it. adam Mistreat your Altar Boys long enough and this is what you get Sad and angry... can't learn how to behave Still won't know how in the darkness of the grave