He did not see this coming. He didn't not see this coming, and now he has very little idea how to get out of it. He'll have to explain himself, and that means figuring out what exactly he feels, and he's rarely made time for introspection.
"Okay, look." He walks over and holds on to one of the thick old ropes keeping the swing above ground. "I thought he was dead. The Longcoats took him away, and we never heard from him again, and I don't know how long the bitch kept him imprisoned. Then one day, not even a month after my mother dies, we set up an ambush for a prisoner transport. Longcoats, and three high priority prisoners."
He sighs. "Dad's there, one of them, one of you. Looking exactly the same as he did when I last saw him, and I don't mean that like people do when they lie to people's faces about not aging. He hasn't aged one day, Glitch."
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He did not see this coming. He didn't not see this coming, and now he has very little idea how to get out of it. He'll have to explain himself, and that means figuring out what exactly he feels, and he's rarely made time for introspection.
"Okay, look." He walks over and holds on to one of the thick old ropes keeping the swing above ground. "I thought he was dead. The Longcoats took him away, and we never heard from him again, and I don't know how long the bitch kept him imprisoned. Then one day, not even a month after my mother dies, we set up an ambush for a prisoner transport. Longcoats, and three high priority prisoners."
He sighs. "Dad's there, one of them, one of you. Looking exactly the same as he did when I last saw him, and I don't mean that like people do when they lie to people's faces about not aging. He hasn't aged one day, Glitch."