Another painful question. "The metal? No." The rest he wasn't sure about. He was beginning to shut down, he always did when it came to his past.
"I'm gonna head up to bed girls. Long day on the road."
Slowly he stood, suddenly feeling very much the age he truly was, if only he knew how old he was. His bag slung over his shoulder he trudged up the stairs. The past, what little he had of it weighing down on him. Even more so, the past he knew nothing about.