Enzo
Remi's dramatics are fuel to the fire, making the boy grin until dimples pop in his cheeks. It's a short-lived harmony, though Remi has too keen an eye to let Enzo mull over his feelings in silence. Probably for the best. Unlike his siblings, Enzo thinks he'd go crazy in solitude.
Forgiveness is a little too easy for him, and maybe in the future the world will beat him jaded and cynical into a proper reflection of his father. But right now, looking up through matching curls, Enzo believes enough in love to be forgiving of the difficulties of being a perfect parent. Gnawing his lip a little as he thinks, giving Remi's words due consideration as he's been taught, Enzo scrubs a hand across his cheek - leaving a streak of soil - and nods bouncily. "You're not makin' me want to give you that sandwich," he decides on, smile smaller but no less sincere as he uses their prior topic to signal forgiveness. "Besides, I think I have the coolest dad, so that makes up for the hard bits." After all Paige lost her parents, and Enzo can't imagine how hard that must be.
"Think it's almost ready?" he redirects, as easy as the tide. Poking around at the revealed roots with his treasured trowel.
Forgiveness is a little too easy for him, and maybe in the future the world will beat him jaded and cynical into a proper reflection of his father. But right now, looking up through matching curls, Enzo believes enough in love to be forgiving of the difficulties of being a perfect parent. Gnawing his lip a little as he thinks, giving Remi's words due consideration as he's been taught, Enzo scrubs a hand across his cheek - leaving a streak of soil - and nods bouncily. "You're not makin' me want to give you that sandwich," he decides on, smile smaller but no less sincere as he uses their prior topic to signal forgiveness. "Besides, I think I have the coolest dad, so that makes up for the hard bits." After all Paige lost her parents, and Enzo can't imagine how hard that must be.
"Think it's almost ready?" he redirects, as easy as the tide. Poking around at the revealed roots with his treasured trowel.
you are young and life is long
and there is time to be killed today
and there is time to be killed today
