Re: tandy & holly; the music store
Holly didn't think about his feelings for his parents much. It was kinda like his deliberate avoidance of his not-mom here, right? Rearview. Couldn't change it, didn't like dwelling on it, didn't like talking about it. Holly's life was very much about looking forward. It was why he wasn't sitting around crying about Gramps, either. It was all a waste of time, and time was money, and so on and so forth. Sure, it had all shaped him, and he wasn't stupid enough to think it hadn't. But there was one thing he could control, and that was how much he thought about shit, so, yeah, nah. He was absolutely present in that store. He was thinking about later, when he went home to Noah. He was thinking about opening the gym, about buying generic, about the extra gas a second car would require. That kinda stuff, along with the super-practical reality that the store would probably be repossessed some day or something, since he didn't actually have access to the bank stuff.
"No cell phones. No booze. What kind of young adult are you?" he deadpanned. He was joking, but it was the kinda joke offered straightly, and he went back to counting the till as she stood there. He wasn't scared of her knives, which was probably evident, you know, given the fact that he didn't track the glow with his eyes constantly. Now, it wasn't that he possessed that youthful trait of thinking himself immortal, but there was something reassuring about the way his knee had healed up, right? He wasn't going to stab himself to see if history repeated, but that was two quick-heal moments, so he thought he could maybe handle some light knives.
He shrugged. "I mean, yeah, sure, it's weird. But I guess it means you'll be all set if someone attacks you, so not so dumb, you know? Especially if you're out there looking for trouble." He couldn't actually imagine Tandy, any version of Tandy, looking for trouble, but he accepted that shit wasn't always what it seemed. "IDK what a hen night is, and there's no way I can sum up Repose while you were away. Hey, this is your town. You know how fucked up it is." He pointed his newly-counted stack of one dollar bills at her. "If I was you? I'd just make sure those knives didn't get out of control if you're scared or upset or something."