“I’m sure he does,” Charlie nodded, being careful not to sound the least bit sarcastic, but he could see that her resolve was crumbling a little and he didn’t want to start pushing buttons and upsetting her so it was time to back off on that front.
He could have said it with all the sarcasm in the world and she wouldn’t have noticed the tone, her brain latching onto the words as she visibly relaxed and nodded, more to herself than to him. “Sorry… I’m not…I’m not good at people.”
He wasn’t entirely sure he could explain fully what was going on, especially not when he couldn’t guarantee that it wouldn’t drag her into the whole mess in some way either if it all went to shit, so he was trying to pre-emptively avoid any more need for damage control.
“Let’s just say I’m probably technically considered a traitor by now. At the very least.”
“Good.”
She didn’t need the details, she had her own mess to worry about. Besides, if it was bad enough and she got involved, it would put her and the kids in danger and she wasn’t willing to risk them.
“Given how we were raised, you especially, that’s not a bad thing. So long as you got somewhere to go that’s safe.”
“I’m not fretting. Things are just complicated at the moment and I can’t really talk about it,” he answered, glad to see her, but cautious nonetheless.
“All I can say is I’m not sure who I can trust right now.”
There was something different about him, something that she almost missed. But it was there in his words and a faint smile graced her lips.
“You got out.” It wasn’t a question, she knew from experience. “But nothing bit you, you still smell human. How did you manage?”
“You always were, but that’s not a bad thing. If it counts for anything, it’s meant that I’ve never had to worry about you getting attached to the wrong person.” Warren stated soothingly, knowing that he couldn’t say the same for her brother when Trent was all too prone to the same recklessness he had at that age.
“You and mother make it look so easy,” she mumbled, rubbing at her arm almost awkwardly. It was a little reassuring though to know her dad didn’t consider Darius the wrong person for her to get attached to and it made her relax a little.
My night
omg I ate too much. We made cinnamon rolls, scrambled eggs, pancake, and toast for dinner xD
She felt everything too deeply, it was like the world was too much for her.
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