"...I don't believe you. What did he do, is he blackmailing you? If he's blackmailing you I can make him stop."
"Lyre!"
he started shaking and closed his eyes
“S s sorry…I I c c can j j just l leav-“
"No no. It's alright we didn't mean to..."
"...Here."
She gave them skateboards and shut the door
"...let's sit and take a breather alright, Jackson?"
“sigh y yes…”
His horns were out more, more as a self defence thing
"... you got a favorite song?"
he put his hands together, nervously
“I..d don’t really listen to music…”
"oh..."
“n nh…”
"so... what kind of things do you like?"
“….I…”
He looked confused
Sheesh he’s a tough one
