Lost Creek Hollow Is a new philosophy

Penn was actually surprised that she went ahead and spilled so easily. He certainly wouldn't have. He probably would've told himself to go fuck himself. As she spoke, he found himself sort of wishing she had opted for the more aggressive, unfriendly route. He didn't know shit about kids except that they were obnoxious little attention thieves. He decided to keep that opinion to himself. But he did catch onto something else she said.

He shrugged and tossed the frog her way. He'd made a bargain, and he could just go nab himself another so what did it really matter. "Moving on," he answered succinctly, a sly smirk dancing across his dark muzzle. "This is a pretty cool place though," he added, "How come you used to live here?"