"I can't shoot that bird," Theon says. "It's supposed to be bad luck, and I kind of like the bastard."
He eyes the bike, considering. In all his time here, he's never been on one, and the part of him that wants to be safe and quiet, that resists. But he's also seen enough people on them that he knows what Daryl means about riding bitch.
A funny little smile curls his mouth up, and he says, "I'd like to ride with you, yeah. Let me grab a fresh shirt." It's a quick jog inside, where he passes over himself with soap and a wet washcloth before throwing on a clean t-shirt on his way back out.
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Date: 2020-10-11 06:39 pm (UTC)He eyes the bike, considering. In all his time here, he's never been on one, and the part of him that wants to be safe and quiet, that resists. But he's also seen enough people on them that he knows what Daryl means about riding bitch.
A funny little smile curls his mouth up, and he says, "I'd like to ride with you, yeah. Let me grab a fresh shirt." It's a quick jog inside, where he passes over himself with soap and a wet washcloth before throwing on a clean t-shirt on his way back out.
"Ready."