[that-- was a lot to process in a short amount of time. The tally he had been keeping on the dozens of glow wands he had made last month slipped from his hands the second the beanbag connected to the side of his head with a solid, startling thwack, and he was still trying to figure out what had happened when there was a man suddenly by his side apologizing.

... It had been a while since adults so near his age had spoken to him so casually. Embarrassing as the situation was, it was also refreshing. ]

That's a helluva arm you've got, [He commented wryly, leaning down to retrieve the bean bag from the blanket he had been sitting on.]

What are you practicing for? We're a little far for... Well, any of the formal competitions or leagues.