Too Old For This Sh*t

Jareth perked and tilted his head as the great brute spoke, but he was quickly disappointed by the male's response. His jaw parted, shocked, when the male willingly admitted that he was ordinary. Blinking, Jareth snapped his jaw shut and wrinkled up his short puppy nose. "And you're okay with that?" the pup asked in disbelief, "When you could be magnificent, you're okay with just being ordinary?" The boy couldn't understand it, and found himself backing away slightly. He'd never met someone who was so content to just be ordinary. And when the man sniffed and said he'd slouch if he wanted to, Jareth stared, shaking his head judgmentally. "I guess it's your choice," he replied just as dismissively.

Flicking his ears, he looked back to the water, sniffing at the air; his belly rumbled, reminding him of his hunger. He turned his head to look at the older man again. "I'm hungry," he stated, "Do you know how to hunt?" A silly question perhaps, but to the boy, nothing was obvious. He had much to learn, and he was ignorant of many things.