"I don't remember much... It wasn't always like this, but I was real little when it happened. I kind of remember my mum being afraid but I don't know if it was of me or for me." It's not said with any sadness. Hugh barely remembers his mother or even what she looks like, just vague snippets of the emotions involved. It wasn't long after that he ended up in the orphanage, and that became his reality. And while he's absolutely comfortable with his situation, he does realise that it's something most people would be adverse to.
He looks around at everything as they walk, tilting his head back to let the sun kiss his face through the trees. Even if it's only Spring and not altogether too warm out yet, he can feel the shift in seasons. It's a good thing he let his bees stretch their wings for a few hours already, so now the ones inside him can take a nap for awhile. The two that are still roaming the area buzz close by when Cricket starts speaking. They've detected Forrest up ahead and are on alert.
Hugh leans closer to listen, chewing on his lip for a moment before giving a nod. He trusts Cricket. It may have only been a few hours of knowing this man, but Hugh likes him, has already attached himself to him. He bumps closer to Cricket when they approach the area, looking curiously around before his eyes settle on the man sitting on the porch. Now that there's no immediate danger of being reported, he's feeling a bit more bold (though he's still sticking to Cricket's side). The young boy smiles, and even calls out to him.
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Date: 2019-07-22 12:18 am (UTC)He looks around at everything as they walk, tilting his head back to let the sun kiss his face through the trees. Even if it's only Spring and not altogether too warm out yet, he can feel the shift in seasons. It's a good thing he let his bees stretch their wings for a few hours already, so now the ones inside him can take a nap for awhile. The two that are still roaming the area buzz close by when Cricket starts speaking. They've detected Forrest up ahead and are on alert.
Hugh leans closer to listen, chewing on his lip for a moment before giving a nod. He trusts Cricket. It may have only been a few hours of knowing this man, but Hugh likes him, has already attached himself to him. He bumps closer to Cricket when they approach the area, looking curiously around before his eyes settle on the man sitting on the porch. Now that there's no immediate danger of being reported, he's feeling a bit more bold (though he's still sticking to Cricket's side). The young boy smiles, and even calls out to him.
"Hello."