“My god, you must be even older than you look then. You must be pretty happy to get a free meal, I didn’t know the discount was that much. But if you say so…sir, if you need any help crossing the street or getting into your car I’ll be happy to help ya, my duty as a well-mannered youth and all. He gave the guy a slight smile and readjusted in his chair. “You volunteering to see if I get safely home and tuck me into bed then? You’re an adult …sort of after all.”
Stephan let out a light laugh at Conner’s words, finding humor in them the other man wouldn’t understand. “Right? I look amazing for my age.” Considering if he were human he’d be a rotted corpse six feet under somewhere. Maybe in an unmarked grave with a group of other revolutionary war soldiers. “Don’t worry, I’ve got a seeing eye dog that’ll help me get through all the traffic. You’re probably the one who needs help getting home. I’m the most adult person you’ll find.”
