#caliburnt

     ❝   Oh  ,  naughty  boy  ,   you’re  up  way  past  your  bedtime  !  Run  along  now  &  leave  all  the  dirty  bits  to  me,  hm  ?    ❞

More like stupid, but go off. (It’s a power move, now that I know.)

Shut the fuck up, I don’t go out much. It’s how we ate them, I never thought about it.

I mean, yeah. I always thought the peel was kind of bitter but we didn’t exactly have room to be picky. It’s why Dave doesn’t like them, we scarred him. Uh, but, no, you’re not supposed to eat the peel. You’re not supposed to eat banana peels either. 

                       ❛    How   long   have   you   known   Dante ?    ❜        𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲  𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝  𝐢𝐧  𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥  𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬  𝐨𝐟  𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 ,  𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡  𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭  𝐚𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭  𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬  𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞  𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 .        He’s   leaning   back   against   the   motor   home    ,   lifting   gaze   up   from   book   in   hand   to   look   at   the   other   (   STILL   FINDING   IT   HARD   TO   BELIEVE   THAT   HE’S   RELATED   TO   THE   YOUNGER   TWIN   ) .   Taking   a   moment   to   study   him ,   he   only   confirms   further   that   there’s   some   relation   shared ,   THOUGH   HE’S   NOT   CERTAIN   AS   TO   HOW .   Closing   book   then    &    pushing   off   the   side   of   the   vehicle .        ❛    He   seems   to   trust   in   your   strength    &    abilities .   I   imagine   there   to   be   good   reason   for   that   alone ,   considering   his ————-   reputation .    ❜

   there’s something about the way he’s been shuffling around the bar, far more bothered than usual. far too quiet for her not to take notice. he always had something to say. she won’t ask him to divulge whatever transpired on his latest escapade, if he wanted to talk about it he would, but the shift in his demeanor raises concern, breaks through her usually steely disposition. he’d never been particularly warm or cuddly but he wasn’t this distant either. not with her. 

                        ❛     ----------  &   Dante claims   that   you’re   meant   to   be   my   son .    ❜