Two Rivers Isle And in faith, he leapt.

He made it sound easy, forgiving.  But Colt, for all his infidelity in the past, had at least never lied about it.  And that was the part that cut the fuckin worst.  If they were just gonna be boink pals then fine, he'd done that in the past.  But mate to him meant something, and that she had tossed it out so quick and replaced it so soon made his blood boil.  In a while he'd come to the conclusion that maybe what she'd said had been her trying to hurt him, and he'd come to terms with it more.  But for now, it was hard to imagine getting past it.

Either that or the guy ducked out.  Happens.  He'd know.  But he did give a sideways smile, at least appreciating that this guy was willin to listen and not be weird about it.

I guess you're right there.  Till you get to the point where you ache in the morning so bad gettin up's a challenge.  Not quite there myself.  Least... not most days.  Every so often, but certain things he'd keep close.  Sometimes still think I'd take stupidity of youth though.  Mistakes may suck after, but they are plenty of fun in the making.  The talk was coming easier, and Colt was finding he genuinely liked this dude.  He had an even easier presence than Qui had had, and was definitely bro material if he'd ever seen it.  You make many, gettin here?