Padraig grinned at Antonio as he described the strange relationship between the different selves. He certainly understood. "I think I'm the more hot-blooded of Patrick and I. He just likes rainbows and flowers."
Padraig handed Antonio a sandwich and then he sat and took a bite of his own. "Good. And I promise I'll try not to depress you by telling you stories of my captivity on the farm! It never bothers me any more, but people sometimes inform me that the flippant way I describe the things I went through there is a little disturbing."