[continuations with tiny!Charles]

[mind_over_metal]

[so short and tiny and cute etc.]

Comments

[godwinner]

No?

[mind_over_metal]

I certainly hope not.

*siiiiiip*

[godwinner]

[ you seem to have a way of startling laughter out of him. ]

[mind_over_metal]

*for the first time in a while in this conversation, he smiles back at him*

[godwinner]

I don't know how you found each other.

[mind_over_metal]

Well, I'll take very good care of her.

[godwinner]

Perhaps she'll take care of you.

[mind_over_metal]

*with that long-suffering "don't be silly" tone that kids sometimes have to use with adults*

If I get a sister, I'm going to take care of her.

[godwinner]

What about your brother?

[mind_over_metal]

...I'm trying.

[godwinner]

That wasn't really what I meant.

[mind_over_metal]

Cain would be Cain, he doesn't really... Once he starts, he doesn't stop. He's huge.

*stretches his arms out in an illustrative "it was this big" sort of gesture*

[godwinner]

[ mild eyebrow raise ]

[mind_over_metal]

Which is kind of funny, because Kurt isn't that huge. I'm talking... massive.

*waves his arms a little for emphasis -- good thing his cup is just about empty*

[godwinner]

Kurt.

[ deftly removes the cup from Charles's hand in mid-gesture and offers his own -- which, incidentally, is still nearly full ]

[mind_over_metal]

Cain's father. My stepfather.

*takes it*

He married Mother not very long after my real father died.

[godwinner]

I see.

[mind_over_metal]

It was dumb. She shouldn't have done it.

[godwinner]

But she did.

[mind_over_metal]

Clearly.

*miserably, his voice almost pleading*

He doesn't love her.

[godwinner]

[ quietly ]

I believe you.

[mind_over_metal]

*just staring at him. and not crying, though it seems as though he might like to, if he could figure out how.*

[godwinner]

[ meeting his stare levelly ]

[mind_over_metal]

*aaaaand his gaze starts to go out of focus...*

[godwinner]

[ reaches out to hold his arm and also take the cup out of his hand ]