The boy would have been quite embarrassed over this whole situation if his nerves had not been so numb and calm. Or was he? This joint obviously had done something. The young boy had never felt this way before. He was awake and this was real, but it was a strange distance to everything. Suddenly the boy’s brain drowned in the psychology he had read. This was a drug. Well, one would not have to be smart to figure that out, but he found it interesting because he had some insight in what was happening. That was, if he managed to follow his own train of thoughts long enough. Was this marijuana? A non-addictive drug as far as he could recall, at least according to the book when it was mentioned.
The boy’s lips curled slightly upwards. This was quite awesome; to try something entirely new in such an intriguing category. The next inhales of smoke still caused a certain amount of coughing, but it was alright. Lilac eyes, slightly diluted now, stared at the man next to him. It was not every day he met such friendliness in a complete stranger. Lips curled further into an amused smile when he realized that he was still on a moving boat. Strange how thoughts travelled and washed some details away. ”Whoa, I’ve never been on a boat before.” he cackled excitedly and grinned. ”Can you tell?” It was a good thing that Conor’s mind did not register the fact that they were travelling further and further away from where he had gotten on board.