HARPER
"You certainly must to be dealing with me," he jests, aware of his own aggravating tendencies that every unfortunate human possesses in some way. His just usually happen to be louder. More dramatic. It makes it much easier to take her joy in stride, to recall those days of limber feats and glowing spotlights. "Kids certainly bounce back much faster, so I'm sure it was a little of both." Chuckling, the man follows as she guides him away from the Infirmary, wishing he could simply show her. Harper has never been a particularly easy patient, which means Phoebe is quite lucky to have convinced him to stay with her as she'll likely need to keep a sharp eye on him. "As soon as I get flying colors on my shoulder I'll teach you the basics." A promise, and one he intends to keep, just as the one he'd vowed to Oliver. Sharing his childhood, the heart of who he is, is something he'll never gatekeep from an eager student.
And speaking of eager...
Phoebe is bombarded by children within moments, and Harper smiles warmly down upon them as their chattering voices rise in a cacophonous swell. Only one question directly targets him, and it's the one he answers, bowing dramatically towards the child. "Harper Quinn, at your service. And you are?" Here his azure gaze slides over all three, intent on committing their names and faces to memory.
And speaking of eager...
Phoebe is bombarded by children within moments, and Harper smiles warmly down upon them as their chattering voices rise in a cacophonous swell. Only one question directly targets him, and it's the one he answers, bowing dramatically towards the child. "Harper Quinn, at your service. And you are?" Here his azure gaze slides over all three, intent on committing their names and faces to memory.
some things take insane bravery
but after that, you'll be free
but after that, you'll be free
