"You’re too good to me."
"I’m honest with you, there’s a difference,"
"Now get out of the kitchen before I stand here all night and end up burning the food."
"No, I mean—”
"You’re sure people see me like that?"
"All the time. Every single day."
"And you’re sure about this?”
"Raven, if you’re wanting a partner that will obsess over where you are, who you’re with, and what you’re doing, you’re with the wrong person."
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Three Eye quickly followed in step, being careful to avoid any puddles. Joseph was pleasant, relaxing company. Company he rarely had the pleasure of having. His creations, even Megan, could get a tad rowdy, his brothers were still a little chilly with him, and well, the other creatures he made deals with were simply business partners. Sometimes it was nice to have someone other than your fiancee to talk to.
"So, Joseph, you’re a musician. Do you have another occupation other than music?" It was another conversation topic, safe area. And the young man was very interesting to him.
They were soon surrounded by beauty again - or at least, that’s how it was in Joey’s eyes. The further they got down the street, the more bright, colorful signs were lit and reflecting against the puddles on the ground, creating a kaleidoscope of color that made Joey’s heart soar each time he saw it. He had an aura about him that only grew as they walked, one that shone bright with all the hope and joy he had for the rest of his evening. The random company helped that, proving to him that yes, good things could happen to him tonight, even if it’s just a conversation.
"A few," he confessed, which was an understatement at the least. "Along with piano I’ve picked up guitar and a few other instruments. Acting, dance. My true passion is painting, though, and I hope to make a career of it."
There was a pause, as there usually was when he admitted all this to someone, before looking him in the eye and giving a wry smile. “… I had a very enthusiastic mother that appreciated the arts.”