"Doesn't surprise me." A beat, "That you like it." Ghoul lazily gestures towards the water, watching Jet's face this time. "S'like the sky, but it's closer to us. Deeper. On a clear night you get more of your stars."
He pays attention. He notices details. It really is the little things that mean more than anything. He lets that sink in, dropping his gaze to the dock and then finally looking back out at the water. "Least the sand was dry. Hate gettin' wet. Kobra made me fish his bed back outta waves, felt damp for a week." But it had been worth it, that little shit!
His grin fades again and he's quiet a moment. He starts to say something, stops, and goes quiet again. Finally, he speaks, "... Jet, can I ask you somethin'"
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He pays attention. He notices details. It really is the little things that mean more than anything. He lets that sink in, dropping his gaze to the dock and then finally looking back out at the water. "Least the sand was dry. Hate gettin' wet. Kobra made me fish his bed back outta waves, felt damp for a week." But it had been worth it, that little shit!
His grin fades again and he's quiet a moment. He starts to say something, stops, and goes quiet again. Finally, he speaks, "... Jet, can I ask you somethin'"