Jade Fern Grove you don’t want no beef, boy

tristan gave a good, hearty snort at that. skraight fire flames, bro, came the slur of nonsense from his smacker. It made sense to him, bro. 

when she apologized or whatever tristan just shrugged. it’s okay. i mean, it sucks and made me sad or whatever but like.. no one really has any obligation to me. which, i guess made it suck more, he said, trying not to pin the blame on her because… I mean really, it was everyones collective fault — including his own. I dunno. I’ve moved on, he said, which was a big phat lie but he was at least talking more sensibly than he had spoken to his mother (and to towhee) in the prior weeks. look, one good mental breakdown will add some sanity to you. I think. kind of. 

he smiled a bit when she kind of… well, was she stumbling over her words? he couldn’t tell, but bat was definitely hesitating a bit. well yeah, he said with a few waves of his tail, I’ve got nothing better to do. like he would’ve rather been anywhere else, ha.