Damn. Is that why they call you Rocket? Because you're up in outer space? [He casts one last look at the squid before hustling to catch up.] They sure look like assholes.
[The turn of phrase doesn't make too much sense to him. Not as thick on the ground? So what, they were skinnier?
But then they reach their destination and Richie stops cold, stops silent. He stares up into that humanoid slate of grape, with its many cleft-ed chin and square jaw. The hugeness of its form.
This is a man. This is—
a father, a father to a daughter and a picker of bones]
bless
[The turn of phrase doesn't make too much sense to him. Not as thick on the ground? So what, they were skinnier?
But then they reach their destination and Richie stops cold, stops silent. He stares up into that humanoid slate of grape, with its many cleft-ed chin and square jaw. The hugeness of its form.
This is a man. This is—
a father, a father to a daughter and a picker of bones]
I've seen him.