Redhawk Caldera wanna feel in love all on me

"what?" he questioned, a little dumbly. he hadn't even notice how badly she'd butchered the man's name, as he was way more concerned with the sudden plot twist. now he had fifty questions to ask, but the proud boy couldn't stoop to such a childish level-- to spew constant questions was irritating, and he wouldn't dare get on his own last nerve. he wasn't in any way attached to the man, it just sort of sucked. he knew his mother would be upset too, and that alone made him a bit wary. "no-- i just came for peregrine. can i ask how he died? my mother would want to know." he decided one question would be enough. osprey deserved to know. he couldn't tell her right now, he was not strong enough to do all that and then return... and to return without sarah? it was not possible.

"then i'll be out of your hair," he added, noting the look of clear disapproval written on her face. what a bitch, he hoped he'd never see her again, because somewhere else he might rip her tiny little head off.