Minimalist was not the first word Boyd would have used to describe this young man. Then again, he could hardly point fingers in matters of verbosity, and he found the enthusiasm refreshing. It was hard to resist smiling at the excitable way in which Cuthbert relayed his mutant animal tales.
"Well, don't go cuttin' off one ear to complete the look -- there's nothing wrong with a little imbalance," he said, and shook Cuthbert's hand. "It's good to meet you, Cuthbert Allgood. I'm Boyd Crowder. One head, two eyes, but hopefully not quite as generic as that combination implies."
He had to wonder exactly what kind of world Cuthbert came from. His manner of dress, the large gun he carried, those spoke of a wild west, but two-headed animals were a staple of the post-apocalyptic genre, usually meant to be twisted remnants of a nuclear war.
"I've got a friend back home who likes to solve problems with bullets. He's something of a modern-day gunslinger: tall, laconic, has some issues with anger management." Boyd wasn't too certain how Raylan would approach the dilemma of the three-headed, three-legged deer. He could, however, easily imagine the look Raylan would give such a strange beast, having been on the receiving end of that look several times. "I'm with you, though. If Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer could overcome the discrimination he faced and find his true calling, I see no reason why your mutant deer wouldn't."
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"Well, don't go cuttin' off one ear to complete the look -- there's nothing wrong with a little imbalance," he said, and shook Cuthbert's hand. "It's good to meet you, Cuthbert Allgood. I'm Boyd Crowder. One head, two eyes, but hopefully not quite as generic as that combination implies."
He had to wonder exactly what kind of world Cuthbert came from. His manner of dress, the large gun he carried, those spoke of a wild west, but two-headed animals were a staple of the post-apocalyptic genre, usually meant to be twisted remnants of a nuclear war.
"I've got a friend back home who likes to solve problems with bullets. He's something of a modern-day gunslinger: tall, laconic, has some issues with anger management." Boyd wasn't too certain how Raylan would approach the dilemma of the three-headed, three-legged deer. He could, however, easily imagine the look Raylan would give such a strange beast, having been on the receiving end of that look several times. "I'm with you, though. If Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer could overcome the discrimination he faced and find his true calling, I see no reason why your mutant deer wouldn't."