I don't think it'll take that long to pack a few bags. Just give me a week's notice to get everything else squared away and I promise I'll be ready to hit the road.
[That's long enough to placate everyone and convince Bailey to look over things in his stead, he thinks. It's an undertaking that is almost forgotten in the moment, his collar tickling the back of his neck as he cranes his head to see, his mouth slightly open as he follows the fleetingly bright trail, and then watches that now empty space, almost as if maybe it'll decide to turn around and come streaking by one more time.]
Yeah, something like that. Though, to be honest I was never any good at keeping them to myself. Cheria used to always scold me about that. Told me I was "un-believable" and didn't I want them to come true? [He laughs softly.] She and Hubert would never tell me what they wished for no matter how many times I bugged them about it.
[Sorry, Richard. He was kind of a terrible kid back then. It's a long moment later when he notices Richard watching him instead of the sky, and he smiles apologetically.]
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[That's long enough to placate everyone and convince Bailey to look over things in his stead, he thinks. It's an undertaking that is almost forgotten in the moment, his collar tickling the back of his neck as he cranes his head to see, his mouth slightly open as he follows the fleetingly bright trail, and then watches that now empty space, almost as if maybe it'll decide to turn around and come streaking by one more time.]
Yeah, something like that. Though, to be honest I was never any good at keeping them to myself. Cheria used to always scold me about that. Told me I was "un-believable" and didn't I want them to come true? [He laughs softly.] She and Hubert would never tell me what they wished for no matter how many times I bugged them about it.
[Sorry, Richard. He was kind of a terrible kid back then. It's a long moment later when he notices Richard watching him instead of the sky, and he smiles apologetically.]