( there we go. a pleased smile curls on arbor’s lips, watching the older man laugh against the tree. )
fuck no. just a big, dumb crow. nothing brave about it. just stupidity. i’m just glad he didn’t kill me.
i did. but for different reasons. that’s where i went. after i left my home. was there for a few years. helped rebuild.
( he watches which herbs and bends down to collect some himself. )
( he’s crying now, and he knows she’ll hate it, but he can’t help it. his lip wobbles and he wipes at his face furiously. stupid. dumb. why can’t he be more like aura? why can’t he feel less? )
give up then! go on! give up like
yeah? is that what you see me as? a problem? because that’s what you make me feel like. some contract you can complete. a situation you can assess and * fix. you’re never just there for me. you always have to pick me apart.





