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FlyingGekko
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For a moment Addie thought that Rita was talking to Jessy, her tone seeming soft and all. Then he realised that she was talking about him...
That quite baffled him a bit. Quite a lot, actually. He didn't know how to respond to her invitation. Of course, he would be happy accept but he didn't want to seem overeager - kind of like a stray dog who was now having the prospect of becoming a pet, he joked to himself.
"Uhm.. sure." he replied, trying not to blurt it out, "I mean, I'll stop by every day to help you out with Jessy of course." he smiled. In the back of his mind he was carefully observing her facial features, looking for any sign that her invitation might have been a 'heat of the moment' thing, but it seemed sincere. Still, the idea that he'd been getting from Rita that she was guarded, so he didn't want to scare her off.
"That mural on the wall... did you do that? It looks really nice." he said, still haunched next to Jessy, who was ignoring him in favour of her now-soaking toy.
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It felt like the longest time that Joe sat quietly next to her grandfather, her muscles still twitching periodically. Faolan had to fight the urge to ask her questions and coax her out of her quiet state. That would be a mistake.
... his patience paid off though, and Joe took a deep breath as she sighed through her nose. The twitching in her muscles subsided a little.
The old wolf gave her a reassuring hug and was rewarded with her leaning into his embrace. As he rested his head over hers, he felt small tremors running through her body. He wasn't sure what to make of this, so he waited some more before he spoke.
"It's all right, Joenie." he said reassuringly and in a quiet voice, "It's over. Marshall's gone and he's paid for what he did." there was another tremor, bigger than the others and Faolan decided to risk a question, "... what's wrong, my little lass? You can tell me."
He sensed hesitation, and worried that she might close up but then heard her speak in a small voice, "He's gone. Matt." and he heard the weight of her words.
"No... no, no he's just..." Just what? ... "He just needs a little time. He's not gone, Joenie." he said and stroked her hair. He hoped it was true, though. If the boy left...
He could feel her shaking again, and realised that he needed to reassure her. "He loves you, lass. He won't abandon you." This seemed to work, and she relaxed, though he could sense some lingering doubt.
Please hurry, Rami...
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Rami nodded slowly at Matt's answer, "That's understandable." he said.
There was a pause, and then he asked another question, "Do you know why she did it, the way she did?" his voice was still casually calm as he continued, "It wasn't just for herself."
Of course, he couldn't deny that she had enjoyed what she did, but he had his theory about it. The trick was finding out what Matthew's theories were. Although, they couldn't be that bad or that concrete if he was still here. At least Rami hoped so.
That quite baffled him a bit. Quite a lot, actually. He didn't know how to respond to her invitation. Of course, he would be happy accept but he didn't want to seem overeager - kind of like a stray dog who was now having the prospect of becoming a pet, he joked to himself.
"Uhm.. sure." he replied, trying not to blurt it out, "I mean, I'll stop by every day to help you out with Jessy of course." he smiled. In the back of his mind he was carefully observing her facial features, looking for any sign that her invitation might have been a 'heat of the moment' thing, but it seemed sincere. Still, the idea that he'd been getting from Rita that she was guarded, so he didn't want to scare her off.
"That mural on the wall... did you do that? It looks really nice." he said, still haunched next to Jessy, who was ignoring him in favour of her now-soaking toy.
-----
It felt like the longest time that Joe sat quietly next to her grandfather, her muscles still twitching periodically. Faolan had to fight the urge to ask her questions and coax her out of her quiet state. That would be a mistake.
... his patience paid off though, and Joe took a deep breath as she sighed through her nose. The twitching in her muscles subsided a little.
The old wolf gave her a reassuring hug and was rewarded with her leaning into his embrace. As he rested his head over hers, he felt small tremors running through her body. He wasn't sure what to make of this, so he waited some more before he spoke.
"It's all right, Joenie." he said reassuringly and in a quiet voice, "It's over. Marshall's gone and he's paid for what he did." there was another tremor, bigger than the others and Faolan decided to risk a question, "... what's wrong, my little lass? You can tell me."
He sensed hesitation, and worried that she might close up but then heard her speak in a small voice, "He's gone. Matt." and he heard the weight of her words.
"No... no, no he's just..." Just what? ... "He just needs a little time. He's not gone, Joenie." he said and stroked her hair. He hoped it was true, though. If the boy left...
He could feel her shaking again, and realised that he needed to reassure her. "He loves you, lass. He won't abandon you." This seemed to work, and she relaxed, though he could sense some lingering doubt.
Please hurry, Rami...
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Rami nodded slowly at Matt's answer, "That's understandable." he said.
There was a pause, and then he asked another question, "Do you know why she did it, the way she did?" his voice was still casually calm as he continued, "It wasn't just for herself."
Of course, he couldn't deny that she had enjoyed what she did, but he had his theory about it. The trick was finding out what Matthew's theories were. Although, they couldn't be that bad or that concrete if he was still here. At least Rami hoped so.