[littl3chocobo]

he was pleased all through their bath and through dinner as well. at the end of the meal the farmer finally grew to difficult to ignore and asking what was was wrong was asked why he was so happy, pausing he shook his head, "three days ago i was sad, hungry, lonely and had no idea if i would be able to manage a roof to cover my head. right now i am full and happy and i have found a friend. this may only be temporary but i will enjoy what i have for as long as i have it"

[Honey]

Par usual the boy finished quickly enough, and collecting the dishes from the old table , Farmer Brown carried them to the sink to give them a quick rinse with the remaining clean water from their bath that evening. "Sound right enough," he let the bit of water drip from the bowl before he set it to the counter, "I am glad I am able ta help ya so much, you seem like a good enough lad."

[littl3chocobo]

his good mood fell a little at the admission, he was hardly 'good' or a 'boy' and he realized he felt guilty that this man, who had so far shown him nothing of what he saw elsewhere, saw him as either. he frowned. "brady," the farmer turned and under the eyes he fell. he could not do it. "...thankyou for dinner"

[Honey]

"Of course. With last nights's rain, tomorra will be full of work so you need your energy if we hope ta get any of it done," He nodded approval to himself as he reached over the counter for a dry towel to dry the dishes. "Before ya go to bed make sure to pray we get some more rain, 'cause if we do the crop this year might be saved," pausing for a moment be offered a grunt of disapproval, "Or I 'spose sayin' it would curse our luck but it's wortha chance."

[littl3chocobo]

"well it rained once, i am sure if you give it time it will rain again but if'n you like i will pray extra hard before i go to sleep ok?" he was given a nod and silently went upstairs. as he laid in the narrow bed and the smell of love-making and earth met his nose his resolve hardened. he couldn't tell the farmer the truth but he could save the man's crops

[Honey]

He was awoken in the night by the sound of rain pittering against the side of the house. It'd been thought to be something else, but a brief inspection clearly showed the unexpected showers falling fairly hard. He'd gone back to bed with hopeful thoughts and woke with a smile the following morning with the knowing that the crop could be saved if prayers continued to be answered as they were. Clothes were dressed promptly, and still smiling he walked down the hall to knock on the boy's door.

[littl3chocobo]

as soon as his eyes opened his stomach turned and badly wanted to stay very still until the knocking stopped he could go back to sleep, there was however no chance of that and girding himself he rose shakily to his feet to follow the beck of the farmer

[Honey]

He'd been about to speak out of his excitement of the rain as the door swung open, but as he saw the boy looking rough and shaky. Narrowing his eyebrows he gave a look of concern, "Are you okay?"

[littl3chocobo]

he tried to nod an affirmation but as he tilted his head back up the world tipped sharply and he had to grab the door-frame to stay upright. "...y-yeah, i'm fine"

[Honey]

He'd reached forward to grab at the boy when he was on the verge of falling, and his hands found the thin torso as he'd been able to steady himself with the use of the doorway. "No you're not, let go of the door and you will lay back down."

[littl3chocobo]

he allowed himself to be ushered back to the bed but he dragged brady down with him when he was laid down, "don't send me off brady, i can still work. it isn't hardly anything at all"

[Honey]

As the hands pulled him down he gently pulled the hands off of him as one would do with a needy child. He layed them back across the chest as he leaned in to press a kiss to Gabriel's nose, "I'm not gonna to send away, but I am gonna make you rest for today. You have to stay in here and in bed, you are too shaky to go walking around"

[littl3chocobo]

he wasn't the least bit happy with that though the farmer had a point. he felt like he was going to vomit up his liver already though he could not help but feel if by laying here he was jeopardizing any chance of staying. he had to hold back a frown. "i will work twice as hard tomorrow brady"

[Honey]

He offered a half-smile and a nod to the boy in an effort to calm his qualms about being kicked out while he held his own in knowing that he was the one to work the boy hard enough to get him sick. He went to leave and work on the rain soaked fields

[littl3chocobo]

when he woke it was evening and he could hear something creaking from outside of the open window. following his ears he carefully went downstairs, at some point in his sleep the pain in his gut and head had dimmed to ignorable levels though in it's place an empty belly and ache in his lowers had taken residence. when he got to the bottom he headed for the open front door and slipping past the creaky screen found brady in a rocker fiddling with something he could not see. "......you should get some oil, everything seems to squeak here"

[Honey]

He looked up out of surprise to see Gabriel standing there and an amused smile found him, "It's true, every time I manage ta get into town I always seem ta forget." Twisting the head of the rake against its handle to try and get it to stick to no avail. "I suppose I should probably get a new rake, this one has lived a hard life."