the seeds that we let grow | Glowfic Constellation

my-desires

He runs his fingers through her hair.

"I wish - I wish I didn't have to torture people," he says. "I wish I hadn't... built my life around the expectation that I'd be alone forever. That's what this is, really. It's a perfectly nice way to keep going indefinitely as long as I don't have any friends."

silverlining

Awww. "...You're not wrong," she sighs. "It--when I saw how scared Tarro was of you I thought it was sad..."

my-desires

"Me too. I like him. But," he shrugs, "this is what I've got to work with. I'm sure I'll figure something out eventually."

silverlining

Wryly: "Well, maybe if I can get over the fact that they raped me they can get over the fact that you were scary at them one time."

my-desires

He kisses her forehead. "Maybe so."

silverlining

"Bet the other three aren't going to get over either of us anytime soon, though."

my-desires

"They are not."

silverlining

"You know what? I'm okay with that!"

my-desires

He hugs her.

silverlining

Hugs. "Well. You've got me. And probably the baby, too, once she's old enough to count, assuming she's less--relevantly a good person--than your daughter."

my-desires

"...I really hope your daughter has a happier childhood than mine."

silverlining

"Oh?"

my-desires

"I had no idea what I was doing and she was upset that I was torturing people and... we're all right now, more or less, but I wish I'd been able to do better by her."

silverlining

Snuggle. "Does 'no idea what you were doing' imply any...specific advice? I've never done this before either..."

my-desires

"...I don't know. I don't know if I - learned anything from it that I can put into words, besides 'I'm a bad father'."

silverlining