Bramblepoint the good ol' rock 'n roll roadshow

Much to the blond boy's relief, Acheron was willing to let go of the subject. At least for now. And he felt bad for not telling him, but... well, he wasn't ready. It was too much, too soon, and he was suddenly terrified that he was going to mess this up already. Which was strange, because before a week ago, he would not have expected to find someone that he wanted to be around this much. It kind of really sucked, but it also... made him very happy. 

"I'll... tell you. Just not right now," he murmured, shifting on his paws and looking off to the side. He really did feel bad about it - like he was somehow lying or being deceptive or something. The boy shook his head. "Don't be sorry. It's okay." A small smile formed on his maw and he shook his head, getting to his feet and leaning in to nip playfully at Acheron's cheek.

The boy cleared his throat and gestured over his shoulder. "Well, that was..." draining. "I could use a nap before we head back out."