“Front lines? So you served in th’ army? That must’ve been rough…”
“Oh– There’s a market goin’ on… There’s a stall I usually go to, sells… Uh… Witchy stuff… ‘s kinda silly, but I enjoy it.”
“--Oh, witchy stuff?” He quickly jumps on the latter point, pretending not to hear Sheila’s previous comment. “Cool... I’m not into it, but et sounds cool.”
Honestly, Matthaus could be just like a child if he wanted, and it wasn’t like he was doing anything --- plus she had grabbed his interest... “Would et be rude for me to just invite myself along?”










