[The boy is like a skittish kitten. All big eyes and pricked up ears. With an inward sigh, Karl ruffles his hair. On anyone else, it would be a brotherly gesture. But anyone close to Karl knows he's only physical - affectionate - when in the mood for violence or sex.]
He isn't here. I checked. [Smiling sweetly.] This is a party night. Why not enjoy yourself instead of worrying?
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He isn't here. I checked. [Smiling sweetly.] This is a party night. Why not enjoy yourself instead of worrying?
[Finish your drink!]