@GunsAndCigars "heros..."
the girl repeated, shuffling a little closer. headpats were a new concept to her. but she wasn’t complaining.
"you're a hero..?"
@GunsAndCigars gently shaking her head at the mention of family, she reluctantly glances at him.
"i'm percy..."
crimson eyes stare up at the man.
"it's nice to meet you, sir.."
@GunsAndCigars the girl nods. nervously fiddling with her worn out teddy bear.
"kinda..."
she murmurs faintly.
"i-i can go—"
another faint whisper leaving her lips. she’s beyond nervous if that wasn’t obvious.
@GunsAndCigars glances left, glances right.
"uhm—"
breaking eye contact with the other. obviously she knows she’s probably not supposed to be here.
"i'm sorry, mister—"