[Leaned over the sink, Silco heaved until his stomach was empty. There wasn't much to speak of, mostly liquid and he spat twice to remove some of the acrid taste in his mouth. He flipped on the water, keenly aware of Jinx closing the distance between them and turning his head just a touch to his right so he could see her approach.
He cupped water in a hand and brought it to his mouth, washing the taste out and spitting into the sink. He repeated that twice more before shutting the water off, his mind buzzing with the information, the apology, the knowledge Vander was out there and nothing would change the past hurts and sacrifices.
Yet, oddly, he was uncomfortable with Jinx's attempt at comfort; it was a rare thing, especially as she had gotten older. He was the adult after all; it was his job to comfort and guide her, not the other way around. She hadn't even called him silly, which all added up to a bizarre situation that he wasn't used to being put in. Her return was supposed to solve everything, but it felt complicated and jarring. Empty nest syndrome was such a strange concept.
Slowly, he pushed himself up from leaning on the sink, patting her arm as he abandoned his post to go in search of his liquor cabinet. Within a few steps, he had compartmentalized the raging emotions, compressing them where he could safely explode on his own at a later time. He exuded a calmness as he leaned down and poured himself some whiskey. Uncharacteristically, he took the first finger as a shot, refilled the glass far above what he normally would and didn't bother with ice this time.
He turned back to his daughter.] When you go in search of him, I will go with you. Unfinished business and all.
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Date: 2025-01-17 02:12 pm (UTC)He cupped water in a hand and brought it to his mouth, washing the taste out and spitting into the sink. He repeated that twice more before shutting the water off, his mind buzzing with the information, the apology, the knowledge Vander was out there and nothing would change the past hurts and sacrifices.
Yet, oddly, he was uncomfortable with Jinx's attempt at comfort; it was a rare thing, especially as she had gotten older. He was the adult after all; it was his job to comfort and guide her, not the other way around. She hadn't even called him silly, which all added up to a bizarre situation that he wasn't used to being put in. Her return was supposed to solve everything, but it felt complicated and jarring. Empty nest syndrome was such a strange concept.
Slowly, he pushed himself up from leaning on the sink, patting her arm as he abandoned his post to go in search of his liquor cabinet. Within a few steps, he had compartmentalized the raging emotions, compressing them where he could safely explode on his own at a later time. He exuded a calmness as he leaned down and poured himself some whiskey. Uncharacteristically, he took the first finger as a shot, refilled the glass far above what he normally would and didn't bother with ice this time.
He turned back to his daughter.] When you go in search of him, I will go with you. Unfinished business and all.