"I don't think that's a good idea, Mom. I mean, don't you have more people than here? Won't you need extra food?" Lucas asked, in truth, he didn't want any food because he wanted to hunt them on his own.
There was a sense of pleasure and pride in hunting on your own and eating it to your heart's content knowing that you hunted it.
-"Nonsense, accept the trade, or else I will tell your Dad that you are misbehaving again."-
"Heh... that would have worked before but now that you are god knows how far, am not afraid of Dad," Lucas said with smugness, John was sitting right at the side of Lucas and couldn't help but shook his head with a chuckle.
Lucas may have been a bit mature for his age but he was still a kid.
-"That may be the case but you wouldn't even listen to your mom? Have you become so distant, I thought this would happen later bu--"
