When Are did speak again he had much to say. Killian reflected on it, that his job was part of who he was. He hadn't thought about it that way before, but Are made a great point. What he chose to do could partly define who he was. The choices he would soon have to make weren't about what paid the best or what was closest to what. It was about who he wanted to be. He'd never really been given that kind of choice before, since he was a child he'd had one fate, one path to walk down, only occasionally breaking for the tree line but always being spat back out on the same road.
Now there was a fork in the path, many of them, diverging in all manner of ways and leading to entirely different places. And the decision was all his to make. And he heard what Are said about choosing the simpler path, but Kiki wasn't sure he wanted that. He wanted the fancy, dyed, embossed shoes with silver buttons, and not because the other was less adequate, but because the silver buttons called to him, in the way they shined. It was in his nature, and maybe this chapter of his fate was engraved in his bones.
A pleased smile pulled at his lips as he looked to Are again, having come to these conclusions in a mere moment. He was also given a warning, not to delve too deeply into glamor, not to lose what he is in what he wants to be. Unfortunately, this bit of the advice was taken lightly, as Killian's head was already swimming with the glorious things he could do.
The boy smiled, a warm smile with a hint of gratitude in his honey brown eyes, "I don't think I have to worry about losing myself, this place is so different from my home. I'm not really changing anything important, I'm just adding to it. Me," he said, correcting himself. His smiled widened to a grin at Are's last comment about glory and adventure.
"Hey thanks man, this has been really helpful actually. So seriously if there's anything I could ever help you with let me know," Killian added, having no wisdom of his own to impart upon the older man, he felt the need to offer something.
rock children hold your heads up high
