Stavanger Bay drip drop

"'Course," he whispered in reply to Charon's observation that he spoke. Levi wasn't dumb or mute, though there was reason enough to believe that he couldn't speak. After months of saying nothing (at least after his parents and brother disappeared), to finally utter words was almost a miracle.

Charon insisted on talking to this invisible Drake, for that was all Levi could imagine was happening, and Levi decided to play along. There wasn't anyone there, but he didn't want to tell Charon that and break his heart. It was clear his brother enjoyed pretending, and Levi wasn't going to stop him. He'd said his piece and would let it rest. "Sure," he said, his voice still rough from disuse. It became easier to speak as he used his voice more, but it was still gravelly, like he was an old man.

Levi looked up at the sky and wondered, "How d'ya know is gonna snow?"