[She kisses his cheek gently.] It's hard. But you keep trying. [And that's huge.]
I used to try and think about bad times with mine so I'd miss them less. [The soft sound of a clasp unlatching as she opens her wooden locket to look at her parents' photo.]
[ he moves his hand to softly stroke her cheek with his thumb ]
Didn't work for me, and mine were crappy people. [ it's a huge thing for him to admit that. he still misses them, despite it all. he'd never let them back into his life - but he still misses them. ] I can't imagine what it was like for you.
Extremely unsuccessful. It helped more just to spend time with the people who were there for me. [But it has never gone away. She still misses them. And she understands Winn missing his. Crappy or not they're his people.] Your parents did at least one thing right.
[ he smiles and leans back, going back to stroking her hair. ]
My mom taught me how to sew, you know. And I used to carve in my dad's workshop.
[ he reaches a hand to gently rest on her locket. ] Probably couldn't have made that without him. [ oh did he not mention that was more of his handiwork? well, does it really surprise anyone at this point? ] I don't think it's something I would've picked up on my own.
You made this? [She sounds a little surprised.] I just thought you found a craftsman to make it for you. [Which is what she did with his necklace he woke up in after his long sleep.]
That's why it's a little awkwardly shaped, I couldn't get the top to curve like I wanted it to...probably should've gone for the craftsman option, but...you know I figured. It's more personal this way?
[ it's something kara had said, when he gave her the sketch of her sister. that a picture would have just reminded her of alex but a sketch he had commissioned, and sat with the artist, describing, making sure it was as close as he could make it - reminded her of both of them. ]
[ it's the best he can promise, but his head is still reeling from their argument, he's still worrying about sascha and what he's going to do about him, and now he's thinking about his parents, too. too much thinking for sleep. ]
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I used to try and think about bad times with mine so I'd miss them less. [The soft sound of a clasp unlatching as she opens her wooden locket to look at her parents' photo.]
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Didn't work for me, and mine were crappy people. [ it's a huge thing for him to admit that. he still misses them, despite it all. he'd never let them back into his life - but he still misses them. ] I can't imagine what it was like for you.
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How'd you know about their Couples Bowling Night landslide victory?
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[ he smiles and leans back, going back to stroking her hair. ]
My mom taught me how to sew, you know. And I used to carve in my dad's workshop.
[ he reaches a hand to gently rest on her locket. ] Probably couldn't have made that without him. [ oh did he not mention that was more of his handiwork? well, does it really surprise anyone at this point? ] I don't think it's something I would've picked up on my own.
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[ he smiles ]
That's why it's a little awkwardly shaped, I couldn't get the top to curve like I wanted it to...probably should've gone for the craftsman option, but...you know I figured. It's more personal this way?
[ it's something kara had said, when he gave her the sketch of her sister. that a picture would have just reminded her of alex but a sketch he had commissioned, and sat with the artist, describing, making sure it was as close as he could make it - reminded her of both of them. ]
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[ he kisses back. ]
You really had no idea? [ a little smug now, what that means it looks pretty damn good! ]
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[ he's really not good at the working out thing. ]
Actually don't - never do that. [ that would be humiliating. ]
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Try to sleep. You were getting there before I started babbling.
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[ it's the best he can promise, but his head is still reeling from their argument, he's still worrying about sascha and what he's going to do about him, and now he's thinking about his parents, too. too much thinking for sleep. ]
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