"Didn't bother me. Didn't know what praying was. Now, that's lipservice." He shrugs, trying to lighten the mood and show his lack of offense.
He wants to ask why Marcus ran away-- having a home always seemed nice, even if Andrew's was awful and Matt's was fake and Jason's is apparently full of people who want him to get a 'real job'-- but he recognizes a change of subject when he sees one. He follows along
"Sometimes. I need to sleep to heal, y'know. If I get fucked up enough, I can be out for days, and I can get tired and shit. But it's like anything, if you're not tired, you don't sleep, and it so happens I get tired at an extremely reduced rate compared to real people; can go months without it. Used to pretend to sleep when I was in hostels and shit, y'know, to blend in. Got old fast. But dreaming's nice."
He speaks while running a thumb over the edge of Marcus' metal in a steady, reverent pattern. He doesn't understand how it feels to put so much faith in something you can't see, but that makes it more fascinating, more real, when he sees it in others.
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He wants to ask why Marcus ran away-- having a home always seemed nice, even if Andrew's was awful and Matt's was fake and Jason's is apparently full of people who want him to get a 'real job'-- but he recognizes a change of subject when he sees one. He follows along
"Sometimes. I need to sleep to heal, y'know. If I get fucked up enough, I can be out for days, and I can get tired and shit. But it's like anything, if you're not tired, you don't sleep, and it so happens I get tired at an extremely reduced rate compared to real people; can go months without it. Used to pretend to sleep when I was in hostels and shit, y'know, to blend in. Got old fast. But dreaming's nice."
He speaks while running a thumb over the edge of Marcus' metal in a steady, reverent pattern. He doesn't understand how it feels to put so much faith in something you can't see, but that makes it more fascinating, more real, when he sees it in others.