[ Oh. Saying it again makes him feel a little more awkward about this. But instead of caving to his impulse to say "haha, never mind," he suppresses it by dragging a hand down his cheek and sighing. Not because he's fed up with her, or anything. But because he needs composure, somehow. ]
Look, I know memory's been...weird, for a lot of us. And I'm probably way off base here, but I think of you as one of my own. [ Kids, he means. Does he have any? He doesn't know. ] I know you are totally capable of taking care of yourself, but I just...want to give you something for the times that you can't, for whatever reason.
[ Because deep down, Hector is extremely sentimental. ]
Yeah. It would.
[ He's quiet when he says that.
After a beat, he strides towards Shoka. He's taken it as a yes, with her still holding the keys, so he figures she'll keep them. When he reaches her, he pauses beside her only to aggressively ruffle her hair. ]
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She looks down at the keys, and then at Hector, back and forth and back and forth again.]
Your... wait, what?
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[ Oh. Saying it again makes him feel a little more awkward about this. But instead of caving to his impulse to say "haha, never mind," he suppresses it by dragging a hand down his cheek and sighing. Not because he's fed up with her, or anything. But because he needs composure, somehow. ]
Look, I know memory's been...weird, for a lot of us. And I'm probably way off base here, but I think of you as one of my own. [ Kids, he means. Does he have any? He doesn't know. ] I know you are totally capable of taking care of yourself, but I just...want to give you something for the times that you can't, for whatever reason.
[ A hug, or a house... ]
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[??!?! She can't remember the majority of her life, but she's pretty sure nothing like this has happened to her before.]
...
Are you sure? For all you know, I could throw, like, a totally wild party and wreck everything while you're out.
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We'll just clean it up. Why, who are you throwing parties with? [ He quirks a brow. ]
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[She plays with the keys idly in her hands.]
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Sure. But that means you get to help me clean the blood out of the carpet afterwards.
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[ Hector's not about to put preconceptions on her. He knows she's responsible, and he's honestly fine with her throwing whatever party she wants.
He shrugs, but the smile is still on his face. ]
It's your house, too. Just treat it like that.
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...
I guess it would kind of suck to live in a shitty, broken down house.
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Yeah. It would.
[ He's quiet when he says that.
After a beat, he strides towards Shoka. He's taken it as a yes, with her still holding the keys, so he figures she'll keep them. When he reaches her, he pauses beside her only to aggressively ruffle her hair. ]
Keys are yours. I'll see you at home?
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Yeah, yeah. See you, old man.
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And without another word he leaves the guild hall. Child 1 adopted successfully!!! ]