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“Yeah.” Burn cuts in on Nathair’s questions. “And after that, can you tell us what a ship is? Is it like a train?”

Nathair turned to him, preparing to revel in his smug superiority for knowing what a ship was (though conversely he didn’t know what a train was), when Search interrupted. Everyone here’s so rude.

“I’m pretty sure making sure we don’t get in legal trouble is more important.  Your dad isn’t here to bail us out.” Search said. “That being said, your mom isn’t here to get us in trouble, so I guess that does even this out.”

Well ouch.

“I don’t choose my parents!” Burn squeaked indignantly, flicking red-streaked hair…more in his face with exasperation. Huh, Nathair hasn’t made fun of his hair yet this was a severe oversight.

“I am not blaming you for anything your parents do.” Search retorted ‘patiently’ yeesh that was annoying, he’d have to call her ‘mom’ from now on or something provoking.

“WHAT IS IN YOUR PACK?!” Burn blurted, and Nathair watched with all the maturity of a five-year-old watching school drama.

“Um.”

“I TOLD YOU NO LIZARDS! THAT’S THE ONLY LINE I’VE DRAWN HOW COULD YOU?!?!”

“That’s incredibly treacherous how could you do such a thing.” Nathair added amiably, despite the fact that he didn’t really know what a lizard was.

The sky was looking pretty dark now. They should probably find some shelter.

“So how’d you get permanent blood stains in your hair?” Nathair asked Burn, smirking.

Then it started to thunder, that wasn’t as fun…