"And until he learns to keep it together, he should," she agrees, steady and warm, "I meant what I said earlier."
A wry little smile.
"My Grandpa can't stand my father, apparently. And it meant I never got to know either of them. Just because it's a common problem doesn't mean it doesn't hurt. I'm sorry you have to deal with it."
He wishes that made him feel better. He wishes it soothed the stupid aimless anger that keeps boiling up whenever he thinks about the way Charlie looked at him while he held Faroe. Maybe that was why he couldn't make her feel better either, maybe she could tell how upset he was himself.
It occurs to Edwin that he hasn't put anything new into his personal garden since before the flood. He's been too... busy.
Busy is the wrong word. He's been too focused on how bad everything feels, too wrapped up in anxiety and anger and animosity and the spring-tight feeling of being ready to defend himself. Ready to argue, ready to fight, ready to make people see that what Charlie did wasn't fair.
I...
I like going to the enclosure in the morning and asking for sunrise from a place I haven't seen before.
I like working in the kitchen because it helps me learn something my brother loves.
I like napping on the bookshelves in the library because I think the books talk to me while I'm asleep.
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A wry little smile.
"My Grandpa can't stand my father, apparently. And it meant I never got to know either of them. Just because it's a common problem doesn't mean it doesn't hurt. I'm sorry you have to deal with it."
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I hate him. I was happy before he came.
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"Tell me about what makes you happy?"
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Busy is the wrong word. He's been too focused on how bad everything feels, too wrapped up in anxiety and anger and animosity and the spring-tight feeling of being ready to defend himself. Ready to argue, ready to fight, ready to make people see that what Charlie did wasn't fair.
I...
I like going to the enclosure in the morning and asking for sunrise from a place I haven't seen before.
I like working in the kitchen because it helps me learn something my brother loves.
I like napping on the bookshelves in the library because I think the books talk to me while I'm asleep.
I...
I don't know.
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"So... do you like books better? Or movies better?" A pause. "You've seen movies, right?"
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Depends on what I want--they're completely different.
He closes up again at the movies question.
....Yes. I missed the last big movie night party.
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When do you want books? And when do you prefer movies?
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I prefer movies... when I want to see the world how normal people see it.
Books...
Books when I want to talk with something but I don't actually want to talk to someone.
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