[That wasn't the question. In fact, it makes the old man feel worse that they're at a goddamn restaurant with food all around and the kid isn't able to enjoy it. Real fucking smooth.]
S'okay.
[A paw grabs and squeezes one shoulder. It doesn't have the same pressure. Sorry kid. He's now going into the land of overly considerate.]
I do.
[She's a short warthog of an old woman with enough hair on her lip to call a mustache. There isn't enough sweetness in her personality to save her. The handful of times Larry's seen her, she's been in a foul mood.]
no subject
S'okay.
[A paw grabs and squeezes one shoulder. It doesn't have the same pressure. Sorry kid. He's now going into the land of overly considerate.]
I do.
[She's a short warthog of an old woman with enough hair on her lip to call a mustache. There isn't enough sweetness in her personality to save her. The handful of times Larry's seen her, she's been in a foul mood.]
...that what you want?