on a robin's wing

HARPER

Harper can't help how he hangs his head down against the wood and laughs, the spitfire commentary coming from the ground catching him off guard. What a foul little mouth! He can't help but adore it. "You're a hoot, kiddo." And with a grin, more manic than reassuring, he flips himself forward off the edge. Freefalls for a moment, embracing the feeling of adrenaline before he kicks a heel backwards to catch on a shelf, ridiculously balanced for one leg. He descends like that, and just because he's an asshole does a front flip and lands in front of the kid on the last jump. And then immediately sinks to sit with him on the marginally less dusty floor, limbs akimbo and feet swaying side to side on their heels.

"So what do you propose I do for fun then?" A cheeky grin is sent Dante's way, having fun with teasing him but too charmed by kids in general to keep it up for long. Kid looks close to a heart attack anyway.

caught in this reckless raging fury
that they call the love of God

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