[ Arcade shrugs again, a more decisive motion, this time. If Danse wants to be excused, he's excused. Of course he didn't know. No one told him.
Despite his admitted reluctance, though, he seems unbothered by the follow-up question. Although talking about his far longer-deceased father tends to needle at him, he doesn't mind so much talking about his mother. He did have her for a while, though. He nods, back to idly-but-not-so-idly considering that dry bramble of scrub. ]
She'd sleep in an old armchair in the corner of my room, most nights. I used to think it was purely for my benefit, but in hindsight, I suspect she needed the excuse as much as I needed her presence. At least in those first few months. After.
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[ Arcade shrugs again, a more decisive motion, this time. If Danse wants to be excused, he's excused. Of course he didn't know. No one told him.
Despite his admitted reluctance, though, he seems unbothered by the follow-up question. Although talking about his far longer-deceased father tends to needle at him, he doesn't mind so much talking about his mother. He did have her for a while, though. He nods, back to idly-but-not-so-idly considering that dry bramble of scrub. ]
She'd sleep in an old armchair in the corner of my room, most nights. I used to think it was purely for my benefit, but in hindsight, I suspect she needed the excuse as much as I needed her presence. At least in those first few months. After.