"Can I sit in yours?"

Aarne grins at the crass comment. Joe's humor always made him laugh, sometimes to the point he couldn't breathe.

What he was saying got a laugh for another reason as Aarne tried to drink his cup of mead. "My family doesn't live in a city. We're nomads in a wilderness preserve. Last time I was home they still didn't use cars because gasoline was too far away."