Heron Lake Plateau she's so paris when we kiss

"mm," was his noncommital response. he didn't really feel like shooting the shit, but whatever; if he let it be known she had gotten under his skin, then he failed. rolling his shoulders, the boy resolved to answer with more than a handful of words, as annoyed as that made him feel. "we are good. my cousin is the leader, which comes with fewer perks than you would think." ha ha. a joke.

his eyes came to rest on Aria, gaze softening just a slight bit. "why are you here? why aren't you home with my mom and dad and Dante?" he asked, somewhat put out. there was a famine; she needed to be home, for the girls too, and he realized he was being hypocritical but didn't care.