[CONTINUATIONS]

[mind_over_metal]

[what it says on the tin]

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[mind_over_metal]

*laughs, then quiets, pausing for a moment before asking, gently and neutrally*

Would you rather that he not be there?

[extremities]

... He's my father too... Was, anyway.

[mind_over_metal]

*nods, a flicker of vulnerability in his eyes, then puts on a very earnest, serious expression*

If he misbehaves, he'll think that he's a thirteen-year old bobby-soxer for a week. But only after Jean has tossed him into orbit.

[extremities]

Thank you, sir.