"Well, I'll try..." Emmett mumbled, though he was smiling; he didn't want to make promises he could break but he liked the idea of having hope, of trying despite it all. Of Remi, after realising Phoebe hadn't heard his warning, he just shrugged. "He just seems it, is all."
He listened to her speak of her own brother until she mentioned his shift was a big bull. Automatically Emmett's hand went to his stomach where the monstrous bull had gored and ripped his side during Longnight, where he still had a puckered and aggressive scar that would never fade. He was sure it was not the same, couldn't be, but there was an automatic pang of fear.
"Did any of 'em stay?" He asked, then leaned up from the fence to look to where some food was cooking nearby, the smell tantalizing. "...Could I treat ya to a meal?"
Emmett
It burns too bright
I think about my self a lot 'cause it's the only one I've got
I've earned this life
What have I done to earn this life?
I think about my self a lot 'cause it's the only one I've got
I've earned this life
What have I done to earn this life?
