"Come here boy.." John muttered under his breath, as he did a slight glare at you, sitting you by his side on the log.

"Now why you let that—that Saint Denis boy hit you, you suppose to fend’ for yourself boy! You outta be a shame of yourself lettin’ that boy hit you."

"You gotta stop being soft boy! Now what happened, that made that boy hit you like that? Tell me!"