“See what?”
“The dragon just flew overhead, Henry. I seen it again.”
“You saw.”
“What?”
“You SAW it. Actually, you didn’t see anything, but if you had SEEN it, you SAW it, not SEEN it.”
“Dammit Henry, some day I’m gonna’ beat the daylights out of you.”
“You’d have to catch me first,” Henry says as he sprints across the field, his voice trailing off.
“Besides, that’s a stupid thing to say. There’s no daylight in me; it’s dark in there. And there ain’t no such thing as dragons.”