Well Shaun was wrong about a few things. One, Ghabiun was not as sweet as any other dog and would be put down if anyone seen him in the modern world, acting like how he does. Two, to even be a little surprised Jesse knew what to give a kid to make it happy. No, she knew what to give a kid to live, not to have joy.
Life isn't about joy, its about survival. To Jesse anyway.
So when Shaun scoffs and leaves his remarks around for her to here, she whips her head towards him. "Was für ein Idiot" She says to him, spitting on the ground.
"you want ze kid to live or die. Huh? I give him food! Food will keep him alive. Not some" she waves her hand towards the candy in disgust "not ze candy" she says angrily, her accent coming out even more. Ghabiun pulls forward and snaps his jaws at him as he passes. Jesse lets go of the leash only a little enough for Ghabiun to take a few steps forward but not enough to bite him.
She turns back to the kid.
what? How could he have not had beans! it's poor kids food she thinks to herself, annoyed with the whole situation. "no i have knife" she replies to the woman with a shrug. "same thing"
( A little add on because I just replied lol)
"Ah well that would work i supose…and about that first aid kit?"
"Alive doesn't mean happy, you do know what happiness is right?" Shaun raises his eyebrows, watching the dog. The most that really got out of him was a step back, maybe an eye twitch, but like earlier hes not going to show fear around these people. Even if he is, and this is embarrassing to admit, mildly intimidated by Jesse- but the simple solution towards that is to act like he isnt, in fact the solution is to act like he doesn't give a shit about her or her big, scary, mean dog. He's not letting his cat anywhere around either of them, and he himself is only here because he wants his car fixed. He stays outside the RV when he gets to it, leaning on the wall next to the door and just watching everyone enter.
"Oh… not a nice doggy?" Peregrine asked softly to clarify, tensing and flinching a bit when Ghabiun tried to snap at him. He huddled closer to Angela. His parents never let him have a dog, so he didn't get a lot of opportunities to interact with them despite how much he liked them. So he was definitely a little sad that he couldn't play with this doggy since it was mean. He winced, since briefly gripping Angela's shirt when the dog barked had hurt his hands.
"Nope, mean doggy, he'll rip Dog Man Jim to shreds." Shaun shakes his head, watching the kid for a bit before looking out across everything he can see from his position. He shuffles his feet a little and scrunches his face up the tiniest bit. The ground off the road was all spongy and wet with melting snow, just his luck that his shoes absorbed a bunch of it. That'll be fun to deal with. "I have a cat if you wanted to meet her, kid. Her name is Fish and I bet she'd love you."
Jax frowned, kicking his feet in the water. He tried not to get Cass wet, but he did not hold promises. The cool water flowing over his warm skin. It felt nice in comparison to the hot day, but it also sent shivers down his spine. “Well, I just didn’t want to further complicate my wound. You’ve already done so much work. I don’t want it to go to waste.” He held out this stitched up leg, moving closer to Cass. “Phoenix is very handy, I must admit. If she didn’t have hunting capabilities, I might have broken a leg.” Jax didn’t want to anger Cass by possibly hurting himself further. He pulled his feet out of the river, drying them on the crunchy grass. The birds chirped in the trees above, singing their happy song.
Jax yawned as the sun warmed his back. He was glad to have Cass by his side. He may have not known him for long, but he’d been alone for so many years of his life, he didn’t mind. There were many days in the year to learn more about Cass and his daughter Fia. Jax had started to learn how to talk to children, also slowly learning how to bond with them. Spotting a water strider skeet across the surface near Phoenix. The dog snapped at the water bug, trampling the liquid as if she could squash it. He hadn’t noticed the tears rolling down his cheeks until Phoenix came up to him and licked his face. Jax pushed Phoenix away, laughing at the dog. He wiped doggie slobber off his face, turning to Cass. “I get it. Other’s could be dangerous to Fia, and I wouldn’t want that either.” Jax stared into the distance, wondering whom could be out there? Power hungry people? Nice individuals who would help them? He wouldn’t have known. “We can’t stay here forever, Cass, you know that. But this house… It was a lucky find.” He giggled, patting Cass on the back.
He winced, not wanting Dog Man Jim to get ripped up, of course, but he relaxed at the slight change of subject. "Kitty?" Peregrine looked up curiously at that. He hadn't ever gotten to interact with a cat before either. He had pictures of animals on his books, and on the TV before the apocalypse started. A kitty named Fish? That's a funny name for a kitty. He thought to himself. "Where's kitty Fish?"
Angela gave the boy a reassuring pat on the leg with a smile " but that won't happen because we won't get close to him will we?" She glared Shaun and shook her head before mouthing the words "shut up our ill punch you i swear to god."
"She's in my car, I swear she's such a sweet little cat." Shaun smiles, before looking at Angela and rolling his eyes. "If you punch me I'll stab you in the throat." He mouths back, before flashing a smile and stepping inside the RV after them. He doesn't want to get violent in front of the kid, but theres no reason for Angela to say that about a joke he made. The kid got distracted afterwards anyways so he doesn't know what the problem is. He looks around the RV again, mostly for a place to sit down but he just gives up after a bit. He doesn't want to get shot in the head by Jesse because he stole her seat unknowingly.
Angela rolled her eyes responding quietly "you try and tab me i promise you youhead will be rolling on the floor before you even think about picking up a knife " and then her expression changed completely when talking to the kid "alright now let's just open this can so you can eat alright? "
"Can we see her?" Peregrine asked. "I guess we should eat or something first, though… I didn't eat anything since I left because I heard that berries in the woods are bad, and I don't think there's a lot of other food in the woods…" He coughed weakly, covering his mouth with his fist, but grimacing at the pain from closing his hand. "But food is pretty important, I think. I don't feel very good. My everything hurts, too…" He was quiet for a moment. "The grass isn't as green as it looks in the pictures."
"I'm so scared, absolutely shook, shiver me timbers." Shaun mumbles back, leaning against the wall and watching the two. He's definitely concerned about this kid, first off who the hell just let's their kid wander off like this? Well, to be fair, Peregrine did allude to his parents being absolutely horrible people. He eyes the kids hands for a bit, before picking at some of the flaking nail polish on his fingers. Listen, you still gotta look stylish even in the apocalypse. "Listen kiddo, you won't be eating anything if we can't get those hands nice and bandaged up. We need to do that first and then you can eat all the beans and candy bars you'd like."
"Oh… okay." Peregrine looked down at his hands, which honestly looked terrible. They hadn't healed very well, and blood still seeped out from areas where the thick scabs had split and cracked. "They gotta big, big fence. It's all sharp and big and scary. I had to climb out to get out of there. Climbing is hard… the fence hurt my hands." He held out his hands to show Shaun as though he hadn't already seen them. "See? Except now they hurt a lot still and they're hot and I didn't have any bandaids in my bag."
(I'm sorry the slowly forming disdain between Shaun and Angela is killing me like-)
Shaun looks at the kids hands, barely holding back a disgusted expression before looking up at his face instead and smiling. He doesn't want to make the kid upset or scared, if he got all disgusted Peregrine might think his hands are worse than they actually are. And I mean sure they're pretty fucking bad but he doesn't want the kid to be super scared and think hes gonna die or something. "Don't worry kiddo, I'm sure it must've hurt alot but don't worry, no climbing sharp scary fences anymore. You're safe here. You and Dog Man Jim." He gestures towards the kids stuffed animal, just wanting to include him too-
Peregrine nodded and pulled his hands close to his chest again, yawning. "I don't think bandaids would be big enough anyway… they're pretty small." He looked exhausted, but food and medical attention were probably more pressing issues than needing a nap. He was lucky that he could use his hands at all, honestly. He easily could have torn tendons with how deep the wounds were, but they seemed to be functional, if extremely painful. He really just needed them cleaned up and bandaged with any antiseptics available.
"Why don't we eat first and then maybe look at the cat i promise, well..probably anyway ." She climbed up into the RV and sat down in the same chair she was in before and put the child on her good leg and slipped her bag off before reaching inside and grabbing a pocket knife "alright let's get this open."
(Oh shit sorry i wasn't paying attention to the replies…)
(It's fine lol, everytime I'm done with a reply I like to copy it and then refresh the page just to make sure nothing else happened yet-)
Peregrine nodded and pulled his hands close to his chest again, yawning. "I don't think bandaids would be big enough anyway… they're pretty small." He looked exhausted, but food and medical attention were probably more pressing issues than needing a nap. He was lucky that he could use his hands at all, honestly. He easily could have torn tendons with how deep the wounds were, but they seemed to be functional, if extremely painful. He really just needed them cleaned up and bandaged with any antiseptics available.
"Yep, with wounds like yours we gotta use more than some tiny bandaids." Shaun nods, before looking around the RV and eventually grabbing the bag that had some medical supplies. "Hey lady, set the kid down somewhere." He says without looking up, rummaging around and grabbing some stuff. It was just some gauze, q-tips, alcohol wipes ect. Afterwards he sets the bag down, deciding to finally sit down and patting the space next to him. Yes it was a little rude addressing Angela with "Hey lady" but honestly he has no interest in learning her name-
"You just threatened to stab me in the throat i don't think you're in any position to handle children, sir" she rolled her eyes and moved the kid to the seat next to her if you would hand me the medical supplies id clean his wounds. " even though she needed to treat her own she just didn't like how both jesse and Shaun were so rough with a child
"Oh really? If I remember correctly you threatened to punch me first, and then said I would be rolling on the floor before I could even think about grabbing a knife. That's not much better, now is it? You act like I'm going to rip his hands open." Shaun scoffs, the fucking audacity of this woman. He doesn't hand her the medical supplies, setting them down in his lap. They could argue about this all day but Angela is better off letting him handle it before the kid passes out, this is super fucking petty and stupid already.
Peregrine was clearly uneasy when Shaun and Angela started fighting and threatening each other. From what he knew, neither punching people nor stabbing them in the throat was very nice, and he didn't like the thought of the violence and gore. When Angela set him down in a chair, he held Dog Man Jim close to his chest, looking nervous and hesitant to offer his wounds to be cleaned. Rubbing alcohol hurt badly enough on the little paper cuts he'd gotten before, so he knew that this was going to hurt a lot, and he wasn't looking forward to it.
