All Look, No Touch

"Talk" Walk

"Maybe I'm going blind?" He cleared his throat a little. He knew she was joking, and he was realizing he was probably coming off as an asshole, but after the shit he'd been doing around here with the pack and all, it was hard for him to return to what he used to be. Before the demons started screaming in his head. Before everything went south with his family. "Really? That's your excuse? Come down south for the summer and see if you can survive THAT, then we'll talk." It wasn't a bad thought. He'd only ever lived in the east and the north, not so much anywhere else. It had also been a while since he'd been anywhere else...He listened quietly to the other stuff she had to say, her joking manner practically contagious, though he continued to steel himself. How did others manage to stay so...happy? Or at least from what he was seeing, she appeared to be pretty laid back and seemingly knew what she was talking about when it came to living. He supposed carefree was the word he was looking for...yeah...that seemed about right.

"Like, knock off a little, move your pack to a nice area- you can still have snow and stuff, just... then you can actually have FUN! I know some pirates who throw a MEAN party, and some Vikings who do a market with wares and slaves and stuff. You oughta try it!" He smirked a bit. Just barely, when she said that. "You sure you're not just saying that in the hopes of trying to steal the ship?" He fired back. Jokingly, of course. Though he was definitely interested in the latter stuff. "I'd sure like to meet these...pirates and Vikings. They sound like they'd be worth my time." When she said she'd never heard of skating, he offered a mock look of surprise. "You've never heard of skating, hm? I suppose it can be fun when you get the hang of it. Racing across the ice, wind in your face. As long as you get good momentum going, it can be nearly effortless. I used to be pretty good at it."