Seaside Moors i got your girl on the back going tandem

tristan was surprised to hear that all that had gone and down. the mention of his uncle's death brought a slight wrinkle to his nose as he suppressed a snarl. god, he fucking hated kiwi. and now she fuckin killed someone?! in his family?! god damn. with a gentle sigh, his gaze fell down and forwards for a second. he silently prayed to whatever god was out there in this world, that colt was getting some major puss somewhere up in the afterlife... honestly, though, he didn't entirely have the energy to grieve right now. 

would you wanna go? he asked, looking back at her with a flick of his ear, like, it's my parents, of course i'd go back to help but... do you want to? there's a lot there that i know is kinda like, sad boi hours for you. really eloquent and sensitive, tristan.