appomattoxco | This is very bad, but it's been along time between drabbles.

The muttered, rhythmic nonsense reminded him of the one time he saw his grandfather drunk. He’d come into Joe's bedroom and sang softly to him in a language that he’d never heard before. When Joe asked what the words to the lullaby meant he’d been told, it probably meant sleep so you don’t feel hungry.

The HST might’ve been having trouble nursing, but it was only an animal rattling its cage, right? That’s what the Captain said.

It wouldn’t hurt anything to give it a little extra at mealtimes. Fudge the records; they were always throwing away tons of food.