You seem like the type that would do something drastic.
[Scott flatly responds, but color him surprised-- what?? The dude was laughing kind of crazily earlier! And he implied that his crime was really bad, not to mention all the looks he kept on sending over to the tent. If not murder, he imagined that arson would be on the table at least.
But fine, okay. Guess he's not leaving him alone after all. If he's willing to follow along and sit somewhere, then that's probably good, even if it means that Scott is spending more time with this crabby old man. A crabby old man that's gone through shit, a stupid voice reminds him, and ugh.
Scott looks at Zekarion and nods, before gesturing for him to follow.]
Yeah, follow me. [He walks, away from the tent, and towards the busier parts of the carnival once more. The area with people actually walking around and grabbing food from the local stalls. Luckily, there's a bench nearby that's open and Scott points directly at it.]
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[Scott flatly responds, but color him surprised-- what?? The dude was laughing kind of crazily earlier! And he implied that his crime was really bad, not to mention all the looks he kept on sending over to the tent. If not murder, he imagined that arson would be on the table at least.
But fine, okay. Guess he's not leaving him alone after all. If he's willing to follow along and sit somewhere, then that's probably good, even if it means that Scott is spending more time with this crabby old man. A crabby old man that's gone through shit, a stupid voice reminds him, and ugh.
Scott looks at Zekarion and nods, before gesturing for him to follow.]
Yeah, follow me. [He walks, away from the tent, and towards the busier parts of the carnival once more. The area with people actually walking around and grabbing food from the local stalls. Luckily, there's a bench nearby that's open and Scott points directly at it.]
There, a seat.