i am baby
Locke gives her a soft look, wanting to reassure her in some way. No one should be rushed into this kind of thing. He just kind of pats her hand lightly. "If you ever need anything.. Uh, not like.. That, but you know, other stuff.. You can always come to me." He wonders if he should tell her he's leaving. He kind of doesn't want to. Just leaving without a word is kind of his thing. She'd be better off without him honestly.
She does get a proper laugh out of him and he shakes his head. "Pretty sure I'm the same age as your dad, maybe older.. But I'll keep that in mind." He does recall talking to Ronin about being called Daddy but in an entirely different context. The thought brings up another laugh, a genuine one as he pats her hand. "You're sweet, Seren, don't ever change."
He turns to look at the fire place as she sorts herself out, a soft hum when she replies. "That's good. I'm glad." And he is. It's nice to care about someone without all the confusing emotions that go with love and lust and want and need. She pulls her hand away and he almost misses the warmth. He's always been a little touch starved. But instead he gives her a sleepy grin, taking another cookie for himself.
"Want me to tell you a story?"
She does get a proper laugh out of him and he shakes his head. "Pretty sure I'm the same age as your dad, maybe older.. But I'll keep that in mind." He does recall talking to Ronin about being called Daddy but in an entirely different context. The thought brings up another laugh, a genuine one as he pats her hand. "You're sweet, Seren, don't ever change."
He turns to look at the fire place as she sorts herself out, a soft hum when she replies. "That's good. I'm glad." And he is. It's nice to care about someone without all the confusing emotions that go with love and lust and want and need. She pulls her hand away and he almost misses the warmth. He's always been a little touch starved. But instead he gives her a sleepy grin, taking another cookie for himself.
"Want me to tell you a story?"
LOCKE
