Brows furrowing, Simon stared at the child for a few beats before crouching down to the fallen roamer, pulling out his knife and plunging it into the back of it’s head. “Listen girly. That kinda thinking? Is gonna get you killed. The hell else was I supposed to do?” 

                         ❛.. was that the first time you said a bad word–? it WAS, wasn’t it–? it TOTALLY WAS, because DAMN you gave that shit some SERIOUS gusto, kid. i mean.. damn, i’m almost feelin’ a little THREATENED over here–! ❜

There’s no stopping the LOUD laugh that leaves him at the others words–It’s always amusing when a CHILD decides they’re going to drop something as bad as the f-bomb–  Shaking his head, Simon leaned forwards a bit, pointing towards Lizzie. “It makes people KNOW you’re serious. It’s a good way to get your point across. “

ahhh!!!! thank u <3 i love this smol child so much