Great Bear Wilderness Reach for the dead

Gunnar still had blurry line where family was concerned. He hadn't yet grasped the entirety of the situation. To him the man before him was still his uncle, cause he was blood. It didn't quite register that it was a choice not to accept him, but he could see a sore spot so he just let it go. And he had been serious Mercury was more bitter than he.

Gunnar stared at the other with a strange look on his face. He wasn't sure how to take the cavalier attitude toward swearing. His father didn't even swear that much, actually he couldn't think of a single time he had heard him. He had heard his mom, but only when she was really angry. So just to drop it like that was interesting and it made his lips twitch. He would have to try it out, but his mother would probably tan his hide.

Gunnar nodded Yea I look like mom, she said only way you can tell he was my dad was that I have a similar mask, but not the same color. So anyway what was he like? Was he nice accept for this one time you know that he knocked up my mom and left? He joined in with the digging, happy to be doing something.