[Kitarun]

Frowning slightly, Rune watched Luck walk away. Looking around a little, he followed the other boy, pushing his way through the brush. "Hey." He reached out, placing a hand on Luck's arm. "You've read my journal... You know what my father can be like..." He said softly. Even if they were now secluded, he didn't want to risk anyone overhearing them. "He came home late, drunk, and with some blonde whore glued to him." He shrugged a bit, though to a trained eye, it might seem more like a shudder.