[The boy's enthusiasm was happily shared, Jim grinning all the while at the outburst. Not many were keen on asking him right away about Karen - well, they were, but not in a simply curious nature. They were too mindful, too careful around something they deemed dangerous, most never hesitating to tell Jim so, to call him insane for caring for a crocodile. This was a nice change, someone who seemed accepting of Jim's choice of family instead of scornful.
Karen, from her place on the ground, merely growled politely in greeting, Jim's happiness and acceptance keeping her at ease. Both reptile and man, however, watched with rapt attention as the boy gently grasped the bird, holding it out for what Jim supposed was an introduction. Hearing the child's enthusiasm about his own companion, Jim smiled and nodded simply.]
He sure is a pretty bird.
[Companionship. It came in all shapes and sizes, forms and being. Some people found comfort in people, others animals (either accepted by society or not), and some even went to the lengths of finding comfort in things that couldn't speak back, things merely an object. With Karen, he had found a home in something all those years ago, and with her, he had found happiness in her friendship. Despite her mischievousness nature and playful nature, he hadn't been happier.
And even now, at this moment, could he still cling to that simple happiness born many years ago.]
Yeah, he really is amazing!
[Reaching up, he adjusted his hat on his head, fingers skimming over the worn leather.]
Awesome~ :3
Karen, from her place on the ground, merely growled politely in greeting, Jim's happiness and acceptance keeping her at ease. Both reptile and man, however, watched with rapt attention as the boy gently grasped the bird, holding it out for what Jim supposed was an introduction. Hearing the child's enthusiasm about his own companion, Jim smiled and nodded simply.]
He sure is a pretty bird.
[Companionship. It came in all shapes and sizes, forms and being. Some people found comfort in people, others animals (either accepted by society or not), and some even went to the lengths of finding comfort in things that couldn't speak back, things merely an object. With Karen, he had found a home in something all those years ago, and with her, he had found happiness in her friendship. Despite her mischievousness nature and playful nature, he hadn't been happier.
And even now, at this moment, could he still cling to that simple happiness born many years ago.]
Yeah, he really is amazing!
[Reaching up, he adjusted his hat on his head, fingers skimming over the worn leather.]
I'm Jim Cook, by the way.