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The soul is healed
Who: Felix, his son Ryuga, and ANYBODY
What: Watching after his child
When: Today
Where: The play room at the resort
Rating: PG for kids
Years ago he might have worried what people would think if they saw him now - the people he once knew in the Mirador certainly would be laughing themselves silly - as he sat at a comically tiny set of table and chairs. Considering everything else that had happened, it was now the least of his concerns. One of them was Ashura, who he'd left in their room to rest after quite a bit of goading, while he took their fussy impossible progeny out to play. He watched with a tired but gentle smile as his son rolled a tiny plastic truck across the floor to his feet.
His son. He could never quite get over that.
Felix rolled the toy back with his foot, but Ryuga simply frowned and tossed it away, evidently unsatisfied with this.
"You don't like that one?"
Ryuga shook his head, obviously pouting.
"Well, what do you want?"
The boy only whined louder, and Felix rubbed at his temple. The boy had been much easier to entertain when he was smaller, and not quite to the age where he could articulate it effectively. But he'd have to think of something soon, before this turned into a tantrum.
What: Watching after his child
When: Today
Where: The play room at the resort
Rating: PG for kids
Years ago he might have worried what people would think if they saw him now - the people he once knew in the Mirador certainly would be laughing themselves silly - as he sat at a comically tiny set of table and chairs. Considering everything else that had happened, it was now the least of his concerns. One of them was Ashura, who he'd left in their room to rest after quite a bit of goading, while he took their fussy impossible progeny out to play. He watched with a tired but gentle smile as his son rolled a tiny plastic truck across the floor to his feet.
His son. He could never quite get over that.
Felix rolled the toy back with his foot, but Ryuga simply frowned and tossed it away, evidently unsatisfied with this.
"You don't like that one?"
Ryuga shook his head, obviously pouting.
"Well, what do you want?"
The boy only whined louder, and Felix rubbed at his temple. The boy had been much easier to entertain when he was smaller, and not quite to the age where he could articulate it effectively. But he'd have to think of something soon, before this turned into a tantrum.
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"I have done what I only term as 'my best' in that regard."
Admittedly, that had been easier when his efforts were unseen by anyone who knew the difference. Who knew exactly what kind of cruelty he was capable of. Even if they had not intended it, he feels under far more scrutiny now.
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He's not certain where these children come from, or where they will return to, but he hopes her true parents have the sense to keep her safe from harm.
What more can any of us do? Gideon shakes his head, staring down at his half of their conversation. Felix, you -
But he thinks better of it, turning his stylus around and using the wide, thick end to erase those words.
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"In that regard," he began hesitantly, "I am sorry for what happened the other day. I would not thrush company on you which you do not care for, but I find it rather difficult to ignore you."
Gideon wasn't some undesirable like Robert or Agnes or even Shannon, whom he could easily pass by and not acknowledge or even actively avoid. This was a man who he had not seen for years, and every time he did now brought on a tiny ache of loneliness, no matter who he might be with at the moment.
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And it increasingly seems he has the ability to apologize. Gideon still can't quite believe it when he hears it, despite the sincerity with which it's offered. He recognizes the careful, tentative cadence of Felix's words, but the words themselves still feel surprising.
The fault is mine, he writes. With a wry smile, he adds, I can't blame you for a flaw I possess in equal measure.
He looks up at Felix as he moves the tablet over so it might be read, knowing full well that he's never been able to hide his affection as well as he might like--and for that moment, not caring.
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"None of us are perfect," he said, reaching across the small table to place a place his hand other the one Gideon had on the tablet. It was a startling reminder of the first time they been together in that tiny Kekropian hotel, and the memory itself springs rather vividly to mind along with the impulse to duplicate it further by leaning over for a kiss. He stops short, but the desire is easy enough to recognize.
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After a moment of staring transfixed at the curve of Felix's lips, Gideon tears his gaze away and shakes his head. He has to draw his hand back from the warmth of Felix's, little as he wants to; they're treading on treacherous ground when they watch each other so. But he still can't resist turning his hand beneath Felix's and clasping it, squeezing for one brief moment before letting go entirely.
He moves his tablet so he can write a reply. No. We aren't.
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"All we can do is try. I realized that some time ago," he said, a neutrally as he could manage. It was best that part of that realization came as a result of his relationship with Ashura, and wanting to prevent the mistakes he'd made with Gideon in the past.