"Got something for you, little bro."
I gave Sein a wan smile. "Good. I need something productive to do right now."
"Why?" She frowned, leaning in, and put an arm around me. "What's wrong?"
Do I trust Sein with this? On the one hand, she does act like she cares, doesn't seem to lie, and I've not noticed her leaking things to the heads of the 'family'. On the other, this is my problem- I can solve it myself. Besides, this is Sein I'm thinking about; she's practically the poster girl for impulsiveness and insufficient planning. Cinque might be of help- now there's an idea!- but Sein?I shook my head, reached around, and gave Sein a proper hug back. "Oh, it's nothing. I'll be all right. What do you need me to-"
"Don't lie to me, Imma! I can see that you're upset!" Sein scowled, cuffing me upside the head. "...well, I can see that you're not happy. Less happy than normal, too! There IS something wrong, and you NEED to tell me!"
...huh. I sort of expected her to let this go by now. "...and IF there was something wrong, and I didn't tell you? What would you do?"
Sein just gave me a flat stare. "You're not fooling me, Imma. There's something going on; I can see it in your eyes. It's hurting you... and it needs to stop."
I snorted. "Don't worry about me- I can still do my job just fine. Just point me at whatever needs exploding, and watch the-"
SMACK
I rubbed my cheek, feeling out where Sein had struck me. That's definitely going to leave a mark. Kid's got a good arm... as I'd expect.
"...you hit me."
"Damn right, I hit you! How could you SAY something like that? How could you even THINK that?!"Never seen Sein this angry. Must've struck a nerve.
"You've been here my ENTIRE LIFE, Imma. You met me TWO DAYS after I woke up for the first time. Of all my family, you're the one I've talked to most, the one I've spent the most time with, and the ONLY one who's ever played with me..."
By this point, I was stunned- Really? We've spent THAT much time together? Why didn't you play with them?- but Sein just glared harder, and went on talking.
"...so why do you think I'm Tre?"
I couldn't help myself. "What."
My Unitarian Jihad Name is: Brother Atom Bomb of Courteous Debate. Get yours.
I've been writing a bit.
I gave Sein a wan smile. "Good. I need something productive to do right now."
"Why?" She frowned, leaning in, and put an arm around me. "What's wrong?"
Do I trust Sein with this? On the one hand, she does act like she cares, doesn't seem to lie, and I've not noticed her leaking things to the heads of the 'family'. On the other, this is my problem- I can solve it myself. Besides, this is Sein I'm thinking about; she's practically the poster girl for impulsiveness and insufficient planning. Cinque might be of help- now there's an idea!- but Sein?I shook my head, reached around, and gave Sein a proper hug back. "Oh, it's nothing. I'll be all right. What do you need me to-"
"Don't lie to me, Imma! I can see that you're upset!" Sein scowled, cuffing me upside the head. "...well, I can see that you're not happy. Less happy than normal, too! There IS something wrong, and you NEED to tell me!"
...huh. I sort of expected her to let this go by now. "...and IF there was something wrong, and I didn't tell you? What would you do?"
Sein just gave me a flat stare. "You're not fooling me, Imma. There's something going on; I can see it in your eyes. It's hurting you... and it needs to stop."
I snorted. "Don't worry about me- I can still do my job just fine. Just point me at whatever needs exploding, and watch the-"
SMACK
I rubbed my cheek, feeling out where Sein had struck me. That's definitely going to leave a mark. Kid's got a good arm... as I'd expect.
"...you hit me."
"Damn right, I hit you! How could you SAY something like that? How could you even THINK that?!"Never seen Sein this angry. Must've struck a nerve.
"You've been here my ENTIRE LIFE, Imma. You met me TWO DAYS after I woke up for the first time. Of all my family, you're the one I've talked to most, the one I've spent the most time with, and the ONLY one who's ever played with me..."
By this point, I was stunned- Really? We've spent THAT much time together? Why didn't you play with them?- but Sein just glared harder, and went on talking.
"...so why do you think I'm Tre?"
I couldn't help myself. "What."
My Unitarian Jihad Name is: Brother Atom Bomb of Courteous Debate. Get yours.
I've been writing a bit.