Sun Mote Copse If you stand for nothing, Burr, what'll you fall for?

"Oh, it'll happen," Bronco assured his sister, happy that she'd stopped asking him questions, and seemed to finally have been redirected toward the avenue of talking to their mother. Bronco had found the entire ordeal very uncomfortable- so he'd asked no questions and had simply sat there, plain-faced, until she asked if he had any questions, before he shook his head no and bolted off. The idea of it all wasn't so bad now, especially given the fact that he was a male. He'd taken notice of the changes in his body, and yes, his mother was right- he was more curious about women than he'd been when he was younger, but still the idea of...Well, doing much, with a woman, made him anxious. 

He shrugged, when Nellie asked him about his experience getting the story. "Ma said we were just gonna practice sparring. An' if she won, she got to tell me a story. And then BOOM." He said, gritting his teeth together. "She just kinda laid it all out, an' I just had to sit tight an' listen to all of it. So yeah. It's gonna happen." He warned her.