Scott has just finished up a day at school and is looking for a quiet afternoon on the rez.
Quil is trying to argue with Embry about some dumb show they're watching, and he just listens, trying not to laugh.
He sips his soda.
Scott has just finished up a day at school and is looking for a quiet afternoon on the rez.
Quil is trying to argue with Embry about some dumb show they're watching, and he just listens, trying not to laugh.
He sips his soda.
"That is entirely the right attitude. Do you think the rest of your tribe will be as supportive?"
"They're lucky, I'm lucky...I hope I can help her, with the magic. I want to be a good thing for you guys, too."
Katur smiles.
His smiles falters.
"What your pack will of... Well, they will like Felicia, really the only question is what they will think of me?"
"They'll...it'll bother them. But it's not their business, and I can just explain how it works."
Katur shifts uncomfortably.
"I know it looks like I'm taking advantage of them even if you don't know Elan's history. But I would never do that and I would never stop them from leaving."
"...My adjustement was mostly convincing myself the entire thing wasn't an out of character joke from the two and then get used to relax and be affectionate with them both without fearing the other was going to get jealous. I don't even think they are capable of jealousy like that."
"Okay. I guess that gets easier if they actually know me and like me, instead of just...tolerating me."
"You're not a burden, and I'm sure you'll be able to help. You already helping by giving them a purpose."
Katur snorts. "Nothing interesting. I run a shipping and distribution company for my family. Mind numbing but it gives us a roof."