“So you got her?” He picked at a scab on his knee, glancing over with wide eyes.

“Yup,” came the reply, real casual.

“Wow.”

“Yup.” The other boy shifted in his seat, leaning back further, a smug smile curving his lips.

“So … what was it like?”

The other shrugged, gaze slipping lazily over.

“Just was. Pretty cool, actually. You should try it.”

His gaze dropped, shy; he didn’t think he was ready.

“Yeah.”

Fox trapping wasn’t for him anyways.