"It's a god who has come back. And I don't think he means ill, but he doesn't usually mean well, either. Nothing might come of it; he lived here mostly quietly enough before. But." An' there ain't nothing I can really say to that for a minute. Don't like the idea of gods trolling through town in the first place, since the ones we've had showin' up in the last year don't generally seem ta be doin' much good, an' can't say I think much of the judgment of whoever brought him back.
'course, that leads ta the question of what the hell got him getting gone in the first place...
"Thank you, Miss Noma," I say, touching my hand ta my forehead. Rain's dripping in my eyes, I guess. "I'll be takin' a look into that." Wish I could offer her my coat or somethin', but it ain't as if she didn't dress sensibly for comin' out. Still. "C'n see you and Miss Thorn back, when you care t'leave."
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Date: 2012-03-11 06:01 am (UTC)'course, that leads ta the question of what the hell got him getting gone in the first place...
"Thank you, Miss Noma," I say, touching my hand ta my forehead. Rain's dripping in my eyes, I guess. "I'll be takin' a look into that." Wish I could offer her my coat or somethin', but it ain't as if she didn't dress sensibly for comin' out. Still. "C'n see you and Miss Thorn back, when you care t'leave."