[His smirk drops as Henry stirs the past and drags up memories of a time when he was thrilled by the boy's offer of friendship.]
That part of me has been dead for a long time. [Dead and buried. He would never look at the world through such naive eyes ever again. The pieces of himself that he keeps hidden are scared and huddled down small - nothing like the hero he used to be, and closer to breaking than anything he used to hide.]
action: in the woods
That part of me has been dead for a long time. [Dead and buried. He would never look at the world through such naive eyes ever again. The pieces of himself that he keeps hidden are scared and huddled down small - nothing like the hero he used to be, and closer to breaking than anything he used to hide.]