Juliana was late.
To pass the time, Michael and I were talking about dumb things. Which, to be fair, was our natural habitat.
Still, it was a good sign.
Before this, he seemed incapable of talking about anything other than (a) Lily, and (b) the meaninglessness of existence.
Now, he was at least trying to divert his mind.
"Hypothetical question. If you had to fight a goose the size of a horse without any weapons, Cards, or even your Essence, would you win?"
Even if he was using senseless hypotheticals to do so.
I didn't look up from my phone, continuing to scroll through my social media feed. I was looking at memes to catch up on the world news. "Why would I fight a goose the size of a horse anyway?"
"It's not about why. It's about survival."
"That sounds like something a goose would say to lower my guard."
He nodded slowly as if that made perfect sense. "So you admit the goose would win."
