YOU'RE LIKE ME / NOWHERE TO BE / THINGS WE WANT / MOSTLY FREE
She answered vaguely, coyly, he enjoyed it.
The question caught him off-guard. He'd meant it as a passing flirtation, thinking its meaning obvious. Frankly, he hadn't thought much about it when he'd said it, and had almost forgotten by the time she asked. It was insignificant, but clearly not to her. The pale stallion did not panic, though - he was at least mildly comfortable in these sort of situations, when he was feeling confident enough to think himself worthy of a conversation with a glittering mist kind of girl. "Well, for starters, you're lovely," he paused, not good enough, "but there was a lot to get away from. It's not so much worth it to be here as to be not there." Toro quieted, his gaze separating from her to drift upon the trees and passing birds and animals. He looked to her again. "I wonder if you might understand something like that? I don't dislike it here, but I mostly feel the same. There's different people. Prettier girls. Heh," he half-grinned at her. He'd overcompensated for repetitious language with personal but relatively shallow speech. He yearned to deflect it back to his preferred subject: flirting.
@Myfanwy beats (not gore) || beats (gore-ish)
"What I say,"
What I think,
