Re: Marty and Sean
Marty dropped down into the grass beside Sean, leaning back on an elbow watching people play and watching Sean with his guitar sidelong. "Yeah, maybe I'll teach you a few tricks. Savannah might not call frisbee a sport but I played it pretty regularly when I was going to school." He chuckled.
He shrugged, they'd been back a few days now, and well Marty wasn't entirely sure how he felt. "I dunno, man. it was good being out there again, but it's all sort of different too. Not quite like it should be back at home." It wasn't home and yet - "Okay, yeah I miss it a little." He'd have liked it if it were a bit warmer, if they'd been there just to be there instead of working most of the time, but being there again, getting to show Savannah around. It was good.
"Playing anything I might know, or is this a Hanna special?" Marty asked, lifting his chin toward the guitar in Sean's lap. So maybe he was putting off the asking again, but there wasn't quite the same desire for procrastination here with Sean as there had been with Robert.