Heron Lake Plateau To waste away the waking hours

Colt was no idiot when it came to conversations like this, and he couldn't help but feel like he was on a tipping point.  Maybe it wasn't a conscious thought; but somewhere, accurate or not, he got the sense if he continued to hold back, she was going to move on. Decision - did he want that to happen.

"I didn't used to, but I've come around," he said with a smile.  "Haven't seen them yet though.  Figured I'd stay outta their way for a bit."  That was a bit of a lie.... it was more that he didn't want to rehash his and Quixote's conversation. And running into either parent could bring that about easily.  "Never had any of my own, but they are pretty great."  Sliding gently into that territory, but casually.