Yeah, okay, this was awkward. They had definitely delved into the two-word answer territory, and 'awkward' wasn't even a strong enough word for it. Maladroit, maybe. Inept. A blind fucking urge to go bolting in the other direction, fast as he possibly could, and for somebody who could break the sound barrier when he put a little kick into his abilities, his flying... that wasn't all too hard.
Give thanks for the loving uncle, right? For Peter who got the sudden embrace when Claire wouldn't even touch Nathan. He couldn't blame her for that, either. Nathan and Angela, and the big Save the World by Destroying Half of Freaking New York plan that Linderman had set in place... Shit, they'd shoved her in a fucking car and tried to ship her off to Paris. He'd just been trying to protect her - she was his daughter for God's sake - but who the hell knew what that looked like to her, right?
So. Yes. Let crazy Uncle Pete do the hugging for now. Nathan shoved his hands into his slacks, took a step back, and fixed a knowing sort of look on the two, eyes jumping back and forth, like he was soaking in every word.
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Date: 2007-09-02 12:19 pm (UTC)Give thanks for the loving uncle, right? For Peter who got the sudden embrace when Claire wouldn't even touch Nathan. He couldn't blame her for that, either. Nathan and Angela, and the big Save the World by Destroying Half of Freaking New York plan that Linderman had set in place... Shit, they'd shoved her in a fucking car and tried to ship her off to Paris. He'd just been trying to protect her - she was his daughter for God's sake - but who the hell knew what that looked like to her, right?
So. Yes. Let crazy Uncle Pete do the hugging for now. Nathan shoved his hands into his slacks, took a step back, and fixed a knowing sort of look on the two, eyes jumping back and forth, like he was soaking in every word.