Shadewood two hearts, too hard

He spoke of prayers and some sort of guy living up in the clouds; Matteo fuzzed his nose in confusion. Never before had he witnessed such a thing, let alone heard it speak. As much as he found camaraderie in the shared experiences he and Boone had gone through, he certainly spoke a whole lotta nonsense sometimes. "Sounds like you're making stuff up," Matteo offered with a snort and an apologetic grin.

And then Boone says he doesn't want the same thing to happen to himself. "You barely know nothin' about me," he meets the cowboy's gaze matter-of-factly. Though his words held no bite whatever pity he felt for him melted away. He didn't want to be end up like Boone - all melancholy and strange in the head. "B'sides, I got Iseul, wherever she is." Did he?

Stepping carefully past the man on the rocks, he acknowledges his warning with a flick of raven ears. "There's a better way, y'know? Rather than sittin' on your butt. Makes 'em come out faster." The boy would wade belly-deep in the water towards a cluster of water flies, eyes alert for movement and ears pricked for Boone's reaction.