placebo

"Mmm" escapes him, as she speaks and his eyes follow her very own. a layout of the land - a map in his hands for what he hadn't found just yet. the young girl was him as a child - adventurous and understanding. a captain's hand and with the brim on their eyebrow so to suit. he stares off in that direction, where the thicket began and his questions were answered - or only some of them. His body shifts weight, relieving the stress to one side beyond the other and he exhales. For a few moments, lost in thought, before looking back to the sugared girl. "You live around here then, or does being a wallflower interest you more?" in reality, he wondered where her parents were. he could not judge - lie - he could not judge - lie. a parent always a parent, where are his?