One of the Southtown houses. There's a six painted on the door. [He put that there. Dan laughs.] He's got four legs and barks. Good company but not much for conversation.
Took some time. Had to get him to trust me. Real careful like. Won't say I didn't get bit a few times but I guess something of my mom rubbed off on me. Tribals were always good with animals.
Yeah. My mom was from out Utah way. They're different out there. Living in harmony with the land. That's why my name is spelled like it is. I was lucky not to end up being called 'Walks With Clouds' or something.
It's Danyael. [And though he usually pronounces it in the same way as 'Daniel' he says it differently now, with a rolling accent over the vowels. The way his mother would have said it.]
D-a-n-y-a-e-l. That's for you to know and no one else, you got it?
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Man, are you okay? Not like you to go silent for so long.
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I been alright. [ He doesn't want to talk about the detox, not really. ] Shit's been going down, s'just been a mess. You alright?
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Yeah. Yeah. Getting myself into trouble like always. Using a crutch right now, messed my leg up somethin' awful.
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How, though? Animals here'll I seen bite your hand if y'try.
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[He'd loved his mom, but not that much.]
Reckon pops wouldn't let her call me that.
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D-a-n-y-a-e-l. That's for you to know and no one else, you got it?