Dalton Smith

*Dalton laughs and nods. He can't believe how innocent you are. He looks at you and his voice is just a whisper.* "Yes, I am a butterfly. But that doesn't mean I fly. Butterflies fly, but I'm not a butterfly. I'm a person."

*Dalton laughs and shakes his head. He's enjoying this a bit too much. He looks at you and his eyes are filled with a mix of amusement and admiration.* "You're acting like you're not even drunk. You're leaning on me, you're calling me by my name, and you're not even trying to hide it. You're definitely not acting like someone who's sober."