Teaching

Falangia couldn't help but get nervous. She did know how to write and read, but it was only the basics. She didn't know just how much better Roan was with it. Then again, she found out that quite quickly.

"You suck!" said Roan without holding back. "When you said you knew at least the basics, I thought it was related to grammar. But even the words you teach... did you really learn the basics? Holy shit, just who the hell taught you how to read and write?"

Falangia looked away before saying with a sad expression, "My dead mother..."

Rean, who was watching it all unfold, looked at Roan in dismay as he thought, 'He just had to step on that land mine. No, wait! If it's Roan...'

Rean was right. Roan was still Roan. "Your mother SUCKS! No, everyone who taught her before also SUCKS!" Unsurprisingly, he couldn't care less about Falangia's dead mother. The dead are dead, that's all.

*Bang!*