[He carefully digs around in some boxes under his bed, full of random crap that he's collected, not good enough for his walls, but that he still didn't want to throw away, and he eventually pulls out a string of slightly dented bells. He spends a few minutes buffing them with a shirt]
My folks, we live in this house out in a national forest. [Pause as he realizes that Peony probably wouldn't know what that was] Like, a forest that the gov'ment said you can't just go and cut down trees or hunt without their say so. But we go campin out there a lot, and we fish, my dad's real good at it. Sometimes I go with just my friends, sometimes it's my folks, my brother used to take me out to meet the dryads when I was little. It's a good place.
[The bells now shiny again, he hangs them up inside the tent]
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Bells! That's what it was missin...
[He carefully digs around in some boxes under his bed, full of random crap that he's collected, not good enough for his walls, but that he still didn't want to throw away, and he eventually pulls out a string of slightly dented bells. He spends a few minutes buffing them with a shirt]
My folks, we live in this house out in a national forest. [Pause as he realizes that Peony probably wouldn't know what that was] Like, a forest that the gov'ment said you can't just go and cut down trees or hunt without their say so. But we go campin out there a lot, and we fish, my dad's real good at it. Sometimes I go with just my friends, sometimes it's my folks, my brother used to take me out to meet the dryads when I was little. It's a good place.
[The bells now shiny again, he hangs them up inside the tent]