i'm sorry i can't be perfect

Grimshaw stood at the edge, waiting a long moment for the man's response. It almost didn't seem worth waiting for; who was this man? He didn't know what to say in return and instead glanced away from Sirius and to the world below where he stood. It would be a long fall, and he could only hope for a quick, painless death although the longer he stood the more he second guessed himself. The man spoke again, drawing his metallic gaze back to him, only this time he was offered to join him. And do what? Grimshaw wasn't sure, but hesitantly took a step back. He knew now that he couldn't jump, although there wasn't a clear reason in his head. Suddenly, whatever this man had to offer seemed better than whatever waited for him at the bottom of the cliff.

"Come with you where?" He asked as he took a few more steps from the edge. The Hallows wasn't a home for him anymore, and neither was the group of boys he ran with for a bit. He was becoming an adult and he wanted to do something with his life... Maybe even have the chance to make someone proud.