When Cullen finally visits, Branson is eager to
show him how far he’s progressed with his swordplay. Cullen indulges him and
they step out in to the yard. Branson puts up a fight, his skill with a blade
having improved exponentially over the years, but he is yet to match his older
Branson excels at boxing. He has always been
good with his hands, and this reflects in his ability in hand-to-hand combat.
He and Cullen go a few rounds out in the yard one afternoon, and to Cullen’s
surprise, Branson betters him. Cullen jests that it’s only because he’s out of
practice, but on the inside he’s impressed.
Branson has a hammock strung up in the apple
orchard which he often retreats to when his sisters become too much for him to
bear. He can often be found lazing here on warm summer afternoons in between
his jobs around the farm.
He chews a toothpick. He started doing it as a
joke to add to that “farm boy charm” he has, but it fast became a habit hard to