[It's the kind of thing a kid would believe. It's a perfectly innocent question, and his heart creases at the edges. Are they here with you? God, he hopes not. He burned that place down to get away from It, to get away from all of it, but mostly - just from It.]
[Are they here with you?]
[A shiver tracks the length of his spine, and he can't quite suppress it quickly enough.]
No, kid. I didn't really...
[He is a liar.]
[Or maybe he doesn't want to admit to someone he just met that he's got a history of arson.]
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[It's the kind of thing a kid would believe. It's a perfectly innocent question, and his heart creases at the edges. Are they here with you? God, he hopes not. He burned that place down to get away from It, to get away from all of it, but mostly - just from It.]
[Are they here with you?]
[A shiver tracks the length of his spine, and he can't quite suppress it quickly enough.]
No, kid. I didn't really...
[He is a liar.]
[Or maybe he doesn't want to admit to someone he just met that he's got a history of arson.]
I just kinda had to wait it out.