Father Duffy never did any of those. Thought he was going to pop a blood vessel the time I drank all the Communion wine, though.
Funny thing--you screw up enough times, they stop putting your name in the rotation.
Eh, I got kicked out a couple years later. Happy ending.
[ You know, as long as you assume that a fifteen-year-old without anywhere to go is a happy ending. It's fine, it's a good story. ]
[ You know, as long as you assume that a fifteen-year-old without anywhere to go is a happy ending. It's fine, it's a good story. ]
Started sneaking outta the orphanage when I was twelve. [ He plucks a little green leaf from one of the plants and twirls between his fingers idly. Months without smoking, God help him, and he still needs shit to do with his hands. ] Tougher than it sounds--they were trying to keep us in, y'know.
Maybe so.
[ But she's smiling right now, and hearing yeah, and then I was on my own and it was getting cold out, because I lied to Father Duffy about knowing people who'd let me stay with them is gonna change that. Sure, he made friends quick--what was the alternative?--but he remembers that wave of concern coming from her. Warm and kind and not something she needs to feel about things that happened decades ago.
So instead, a little playfully-- ]
Why d'you wanna know? I'm that interesting, huh?
[ But she's smiling right now, and hearing yeah, and then I was on my own and it was getting cold out, because I lied to Father Duffy about knowing people who'd let me stay with them is gonna change that. Sure, he made friends quick--what was the alternative?--but he remembers that wave of concern coming from her. Warm and kind and not something she needs to feel about things that happened decades ago.
So instead, a little playfully-- ]
Why d'you wanna know? I'm that interesting, huh?
[ He bumps hers back, satisfied with that answer. Sam Drake, Boring Man, doesn't have to answer questions he doesn't want to. ]
The usual way. You start out stealing little stuff, start to think bigger.
The usual way. You start out stealing little stuff, start to think bigger.
Little'a column A, little'a column B. [ Something around the crows' feet of his eyes softens, an instinctive sort of facial expression he has no idea he's making. ] Used to get history lectures for bedtime stories, y'know--you wanna know about pirates, I can probably tell you more'n just about anyone else alive. But after a while, you wanna make some money, you gotta start stealing something worth more than a pack of gum.
Just fulla questions today, huh.
[ He doesn't, strictly, sound like he minds. ]
Whaddaya wanna know?
[ He doesn't, strictly, sound like he minds. ]
Whaddaya wanna know?
Can't. [ All cheer. ] Dunno how it ends yet.
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