Hear my words that I might teach youCaleb is having a second (and third) set made (or remade, I suppose) for me. The third one will be that beautiful pale mint green. He said he was touched that I loved it so much I wanted to wear it always (which isn't quite right but makes life easier for me if that's what he thinks), but disappointed that Lochlan chose to destroy something that clearly meant so much to me, that if he is frustrated with his financial health, Caleb could help him but Lochlan refuses to help himself and so Caleb's hands are tied and he has no choice but to stand and watch Lochlan destroy himself over a matter of pride and petty jealousy and for such a freewheeling fucking homeless gypsy, his standards seem pretty rigid, don't they, Princess?
Take my arms that I might reach you
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence
We're in this together. I stood ground on our behalf. Me and Loch. My chest hurts so bad when he does this.
Then you can pay your credit card bill for those tires. If he can't even afford to keep you two safe then...his eyes fill up. Incredible. God damn it. I'm going to call this The Week Everyone Cried.
He keeps us safe.
Caleb nods because he's going to drop it in favor of something else. What about the job with Batman?
I don't know about that yet.
He'd be a fool not to take it. Which for Loch is par for the course now, isn't it?