[That's the exact answer they would give, if asked that question in return.]
[Almost.]
[The Batter continues to stare at them, and they stare at him, rusted eyes holding a gaze of blood-bright red and greasy eye-black. They still don't know enough about him to make a judgment -- though judging isn't really their schtick. Kids like them are too young to decide what's right and wrong. It's all decided for them; because maybe adults can work their LOVE better, who knows? It's better for nice, quiet children to stay indoors; playing with sticks, practicing their alphabets.]
[A. B.]
[See -- now.]
[Now, they're getting a good idea of the kind of person they're talking to.]
no subject
[That's the exact answer they would give, if asked that question in return.]
[Almost.]
[The Batter continues to stare at them, and they stare at him, rusted eyes holding a gaze of blood-bright red and greasy eye-black. They still don't know enough about him to make a judgment -- though judging isn't really their schtick. Kids like them are too young to decide what's right and wrong. It's all decided for them; because maybe adults can work their LOVE better, who knows? It's better for nice, quiet children to stay indoors; playing with sticks, practicing their alphabets.]
[A. B.]
[See -- now.]
[Now, they're getting a good idea of the kind of person they're talking to.]
Good. I don't want to ever FIGHT you.