soul.

[ he glances up at mark with a slight annoyance from his lack of balance and then grabs onto his hand, pulling himself up. ] ❝ I don't think I want to do that again. It was a bit too much of a thrill. I think I aged five years. ❞

               [ that was interesting                   to hear. what was                   a nuisance became                  cherished. he returns                  a smile, his own more                  apparent than hers. ] 

        ❝ Why would I joke about that? ❞

   ❝ Wow, I didn't know I had a parrot. ❞

        ❝ I'm afraid that's not            possible. I don't have            mending powers. ❞

The seat is taken without much thought, his bag placed near his feet. ❝ I could. If you want me to. ❞ He gives him a cheeky grin. ❝ But it'll cost you. Nothing too extreme, just a meal after every time we learn together. ❞ Though he had a job, he didn't make much on his own, sometimes it was even hard to afford proper dinners. Approaching his father for money, no matter how much he was struggling, simply was not an option. 

      ❝ Well.. that depends on           what condition you're          expecting them to be in. ❞

      ❝ Why doesn't it matter anymore? ❞

     ❝ Does the rain bother you? ❞

❝ -- I think I'm a little drunk.            Or maybe a lot. ❞

      ❝ -- it was an accident.                             Sort of. ❞

         ❝ Are you mad at me?             Because you sound mad. ❞

     ❝ Yes, that's what I said --          but don't get all weird.          It just means you mean          a lot to me and being          without you isn't as bright. ❞