Though Mitch was aware of his presence, Dark's interjection still made him jump in his seat. However, as he listened to the man's words, he nodded solemnly.
"I suppose you can't reverse what you grew up with, no matter if you still believe it or not," he pondered out loud. He silently gestured to the table in an invitation for Dark to sit with him and Rose. "I still listen to and play the music that Pa told me was devil music. I have had some 'casual' relationships. I obviously haven't been back to my home church in years." He shrugged. "Maybe my brain tells me to think nothing of it, but I still feel that impending doom."
He looked to Dark with a bit of curiosity. Of course there were the tattoos, but he had no idea what kind of life the man lived. Of course, asking about his 'prohibited choices' was a little too forward. "How long have you identified this way?" Mitch asked.
"I suppose you can't reverse what you grew up with, no matter if you still believe it or not," he pondered out loud. He silently gestured to the table in an invitation for Dark to sit with him and Rose. "I still listen to and play the music that Pa told me was devil music. I have had some 'casual' relationships. I obviously haven't been back to my home church in years." He shrugged. "Maybe my brain tells me to think nothing of it, but I still feel that impending doom."
He looked to Dark with a bit of curiosity. Of course there were the tattoos, but he had no idea what kind of life the man lived. Of course, asking about his 'prohibited choices' was a little too forward. "How long have you identified this way?" Mitch asked.