[The old guy. Heh. Yeah, he's the old guy. Thanks for reminding him, kid.]
My kid. [He lifts a hand from where his arms are folded over his chest, wipes away sweat trickling down his temples. Damn, it sure is hot today. And then, watching the smoke drifting out of the girl's mouth as he tucks his arm back over his chest, he gives a small nod to the cigarette in her hand.] Little young to be smoking, ain't you?
[Or maybe she ain't, being a messiah or whatever the hell the girl said she was. Joel still can't really wrap his head around that.]
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My kid. [He lifts a hand from where his arms are folded over his chest, wipes away sweat trickling down his temples. Damn, it sure is hot today. And then, watching the smoke drifting out of the girl's mouth as he tucks his arm back over his chest, he gives a small nod to the cigarette in her hand.] Little young to be smoking, ain't you?
[Or maybe she ain't, being a messiah or whatever the hell the girl said she was. Joel still can't really wrap his head around that.]