"What I wouldn't give for a Turkish Delight right about now.."
Kitty lifted her gaze at Rio and offered a sunny smile, extending her hand out to Rio with a solid piece of candy. "This probably isn't a Turkish Delight, or anything special, but it sure is the closest thing to heaven. Here--" She offered, "I made it myself," was her explanation. These days, food was either homemade or stolen and preserved. When he offer was declined, Kitty stashed the rest of the candy within a makeshift wrapper and stuffed it into one of the double zipped pockets, afterwards, licking her fingers despite them being dirty. Things like that hardly bothered anyone now, since a clean inch of skin was a luxury to have. Kitty never really fought with Wade's plans, to her they did make sense. So when Boston began arguing, she perked up, snapping her gaze towards her usually irate uncle.
Wade's gaze fell onto Boston with as much indifference as it would on an animal. This wasn't the first time he's said something against his word, and it didn't really bother him, more so amazed him that this little shit still had enough stink to argue. Wade grinned in response, folding his arms across his chest. "Not realized you such a pussy," he called out to him. Kitty stifled a chuckle at this, standing to her feet as if knowing full well that Boston wouldn't put up much of a fight, most didn't even bother.
"I'm pretty sure we can all fire a gun," Kitty spoke in defense of her uncle, walking past Boston in a swift few steps. "How else do you think we've gone this far, huh?" She turned her head slightly, casting him a brief glance before she reached the door and stepped out into the sun, immediately drawing her scarf over her head. Wade extended his arm towards Kitty as his eyes bore into Boston, indicating that she'd simply spoken the words he planned to voice.
Kitty lifted her gaze at Rio and offered a sunny smile, extending her hand out to Rio with a solid piece of candy. "This probably isn't a Turkish Delight, or anything special, but it sure is the closest thing to heaven. Here--" She offered, "I made it myself," was her explanation. These days, food was either homemade or stolen and preserved. When he offer was declined, Kitty stashed the rest of the candy within a makeshift wrapper and stuffed it into one of the double zipped pockets, afterwards, licking her fingers despite them being dirty. Things like that hardly bothered anyone now, since a clean inch of skin was a luxury to have. Kitty never really fought with Wade's plans, to her they did make sense. So when Boston began arguing, she perked up, snapping her gaze towards her usually irate uncle.
Wade's gaze fell onto Boston with as much indifference as it would on an animal. This wasn't the first time he's said something against his word, and it didn't really bother him, more so amazed him that this little shit still had enough stink to argue. Wade grinned in response, folding his arms across his chest. "Not realized you such a pussy," he called out to him. Kitty stifled a chuckle at this, standing to her feet as if knowing full well that Boston wouldn't put up much of a fight, most didn't even bother.
"I'm pretty sure we can all fire a gun," Kitty spoke in defense of her uncle, walking past Boston in a swift few steps. "How else do you think we've gone this far, huh?" She turned her head slightly, casting him a brief glance before she reached the door and stepped out into the sun, immediately drawing her scarf over her head. Wade extended his arm towards Kitty as his eyes bore into Boston, indicating that she'd simply spoken the words he planned to voice.