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Arthur sat on the floor with a straight back and looked at Josiah. "The others...? I... a little bit, but... I also haven't talked to any of them..." So he didn't want to assume they were bad people. They wouldn't be here if they were, right? He listened to Josiah and nodded. Train hard, but not too hard, he could manage that hopefully and maybe the other children could help. Some of them could do flips and other cool tricks, they could surely teach him how to do a handstand. "O-Okay. I will try…

"Oh! I... I didn't mean to suggest that!", Arthur quickly answered. Josiah was very nice, he wouldn't do anything weird. "I think the others are just sad maybe, that people leave." Louis seemed alright and Josiah trusted him, but that didn't seem to be enough for the others. Well Arthur wasn't one to convince others of his opinions and in the end these were just stories and a lot of them had fun sitting in a circle and telling spooky stories in the dark. "Yeah... I... I don't think they are scar…

"Acid?" That didn't sound like a normal topic to Arthur, but he already learned that everybody here was very different to anybody else that lived somewhere else. "Mh... they say that he snatches kids and then they vanish. Not just... go home or somewhere else I guess." Arthur wasn't here for long enough to judge any of this. Louis didn't seem too bad, albeit strict. What would he even do with the children? Eat them? That didn't make much sense to him. "The other tell plenty of stories... about s…

"Research notes?", Arthur asked interested. Not that he wanted to be nosy, but he wanted to know. What could he read research on? Arthur didn't really mind what contents the books he read had, if he read books at all. It was just a nice way to pass the time. He didn't have that much time here, he was going to have to work and train, but still. When he bended around he could probably also read a book in the meantime. When he was asked why Louis was scary Arthut thought about it for a bit. Well he…

Arthur was inclined to believe Josiah, why wouldn't he? So he just nodded in agreement. "Hm okay... are you sure I can read all the books? I-I'm fine if you tell me wh-which one I can take." Sometimes things weren't for children to touch and Arthur knew that, so he rather asked than take the wrong thing he would lose the privilege of coming here for. He wasn't picky either, any book was fine, he just liked reading and spending time alone, but alone just sitting around was no good. "Th-they all w…

"Okay... but I don't want you to hurt.", Arthur made sure. Josiah knew best though and even hurt he could probably do much more than Arthur was able to do. He knew nothing in here and he was scared of so many things, hopefully Josiahs act wasn't scary, though he was scared of crowds too. It was probably not high up though, so that was good and hopefully also away from the bigger animals. He was fine with a cat or a puppy, but anything else? They could eat him! "Come... here...?", he asked confus…

Arthur did all Louis tasked him with and now he stood there a bit aimlessly. Josiah told him he could sit, so he sat down on a chair, hands folded in his lap and back straightened out. He liked it here, more than out there, it wasn't as loud and chaotic. Sure Josiahs trailer in itself was chaotic, but his things didn't move around. Arthur also didn't enjoy being alone, being around one nice person was just right. "O-okay.", he nodded at Josiah. Louis always seemed busy, so Arthur didn't want to …

Arthur stood there for a while but he waited patiently. he had nothing else to do and this was important and a task he was given by Louis, who didn't seem to think too highly of him anyway. He was determined to do this right so he would wait as long as he needed to. The door opened eventually after a while and at first Josiah looked displeased, but his face softened up fairly quickly. He was welcomed in so he nodded shyly and came inside, closing the door behind him and standing there, not sure …

That was Louis hope, that they'd just got used to him and wouldn't even notice or acknwoledge his presence. He didn't want to be noticed by anybody. Neither group seemed very appealing to him, but being left alone seemed difficult lately. Whatever the right mindset was, Louis didn't want to know or be in. He couldn't be like them, hapiness wasn't part of him anymore, or at the very least closed off to another part of him he couldn't project at will. That him was probably not in the right mindset…

Yes, wasn't it funny that Louis needed to get away from the others and the only place he could go to was here? They were easily entertained, weren't they? And Louis was a clown, here to entertain, he might as well not fight his role. How fitting a job he had, but there was a difference there. On stage he was charming, witty and funny, but here he was the embodiment of a tragedy and that was sometimes more entertaining anyway. "I honestly hoped you'd be less loud...", Louis huffed, but his presen…

While Louis usually just stayed quiet amongst the others, almost as if he was just shy sometimes unless spoken to, here he behaved differently. His expression was darker than usual, as if he had to match the air around him. Like a cat making its fur all fuzzy to appear bigger he tried to stay firm, especially with all of them around him. He didn't come here to chat, he just wanted to trod after them, maybe slip into their midst if he heard some footsteps approaching him. He didn't need anyone el…

Of course they wouldn't just silently acknowledge Louis being around them, but at least they didn't try to be his friend or fake anything and he didn't have to hide either. Even if they picked on him for being not quite like them, even if they knew more than anyone else what Louis tried to do for the others day in and out and judged him for it, at least they knew who he was. There were some mysteries still. Why was he only half like them? Why was he here in the first place? Why did the ringmaste…

Leila was getting on Louis nerves and he grid his teeth. "I don't want him to crawl back to me.", he let out. Why did everybody expect him to be Josiahs best friend? He didn't want to be close to him, Josiah was better off without him and they lived in two completely different worlds, yet everybody tried pushing Louis towards Josiah for no other reason than the fact that they were friends at some point years ago and if he didn't accommodate to Josiah, when he didn't talk him up or give him arbit…

"We're not alike.", Louis answered. They grew up together but that was it at this point. Only because they wouldn't leave each others side when they were younger, didn't mean they had to act like this until the end of time. Leila didn't even know them that long. She joined after the fire, so she could have only overheard other people stuck in the past. Leila was better off using her energy for Josiah and not for Louis. He didn't need cheering up and he also didn't need someone else to be mad at …

The caravan was moving neatly and as long as no trailer got stuck, there was nothing much to do but walk. The children were looked after even without Josiah. Louis was soon approached however, the silence cut and he looked into Leilas smiling face. "I'm fine.", he was quick to answer, why was everybody asking him that all the time? He wasn't the one anyone should worry about, Josiah was. "He's hurt quite badly... I told him to rest and checked him through, because that idiot wouldn't admit to an…

"Nothing to be sorry about...", Louis mumbled. Josiah was the only one making this a big deal. Louis had other worries than some scars. "You're reading too much into my actions." No it was better for Josiah to stay away from Louis. He only put him in danger and aside from that, they fought constantly anyway. Why did Josiah make everything so hard on Louis? No matter what he did, he didn't stay away and maybe he shouldn't have given in in the first place. Now the situation got even worse. "Why? H…

"What? Do you mean the scars? It's fine and it's not like that's fixable. Your wounds are." A good chunk of his skin was riddled in scars, in his face, on his arms, legs, torso, but what did it matter? For his job it didn't and otherwise they all were freaks. The children were scared, but he doubted that had to do with the scars primarily and even if, he didn't need to be their friend either. Those who cared about him didn't mind. "You shouldn't be so attached to me...", Louis mumbled silently. …

"What happened is not your fault.", Louis reiterated. "I don't blame you for it either. And I'm fine." That was a lie, but he couldn't explain what was wrong at all, so why bother at this point? "You don't need to prove anything to me, nor do you need to make up for anything. I just... I might not act like it, but I do care about you and when you are silly like this... I'd rather not have to worry about you this much..." He sighed again. Seeing Josiah like this, so hurt and knowing that he went …

"Sometimes I am not sure if you are angry at me, or if you feel guilty for... well there is no reason for you to feel guilty, but I am not sure you know that." The fire wasn't Josiahs fault, he didn't start it, nor did he force Louis to run back in. Maybe it was just the fact that Louis pulled away from Josiah since then, maybe Josiah felt like Louis blamed him. Either way, something stood between them, he felt it, but he couldn't make out what exactly it was. There were so many reasons for Josi…

"They don't and you know that. Everyone worries for you. Lily volunteered yesterday because she could see that you needed to rest as well.", Louis replied. Josiah made his own life so unnecessarily hard. "Sorry. Just... you wouldn't listen to me otherwise. When do you ever listen to me?" Louis sighed. Josiah seemed to try and fight him on everything he said and at the same time he didn't want to be a burden? That made little sense. If Josiah lied or not, Louis would see in a moment. "I won't any…