[ his comment niggles at her, just a touch, for the way he delivers it and what it implies. it had been Saw, not her papa, that she was thinking of when she spoke. Saw told her to memorize the star maps, commanded that she must always know where to go, where to run, where to hide.
is it a dad thing to do? making certain your daughter knows how to go on, when you can no longer carry her. it must be.
now, she focuses her attention on Peter, like he knows something she doesn't. something about dads, maybe, or "crazy fun." his wistful tone could be longing for the past just as easily as longing for the unknown, after all. it's all an ache. and they've said crazy so much that it doesn't sound like a proper word anymore. ]
Don't think I know that kind of crazy. [ she hums in thought. perhaps it was the look on Reece's face when she flipped him. or taking a speeder to the edge of the atmosphere. good crazy. without warning, she untangles her limbs to shove him with enough force to unbalance. ] You'll have to give me tips.
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is it a dad thing to do? making certain your daughter knows how to go on, when you can no longer carry her. it must be.
now, she focuses her attention on Peter, like he knows something she doesn't. something about dads, maybe, or "crazy fun." his wistful tone could be longing for the past just as easily as longing for the unknown, after all. it's all an ache. and they've said crazy so much that it doesn't sound like a proper word anymore. ]
Don't think I know that kind of crazy. [ she hums in thought. perhaps it was the look on Reece's face when she flipped him. or taking a speeder to the edge of the atmosphere. good crazy. without warning, she untangles her limbs to shove him with enough force to unbalance. ] You'll have to give me tips.