Re: Woods: Patrick/Mary
[The fur felt nice, and dude tried to not focus on the fact that she kept touching him. Man, life was mess. Patrick knew he should've been more scared, but he wasn't. Huh. Go figure. He was probably losing his mind. Dude figured he could be nuts. Wouldn't be so bad. He walked fingers through the thick fur as he looked at her.] Nice. Maybe the forest doesn't know my name. [Was joking, but he knew this wasn't all bullshit. The number of potentially not-bullshit things about this situation was mounting.]
Dude, at least pretend to be concerned and cautious. For me, my girl. Just do it for me. Say, 'Patrick, I'll be careful.' [He took his hand from the bear's fur when she moved, and then he looked at her like she was nuts.] The forest doesn't talk to me. It's not like that. Am I really supposed to believe the forest converses with you on the regular? [He reached up and scratched one of his ears, and he shuddered.] Am I stoned? Answer me honestly here.