//It wasn't what I as expecting,// Jonothon admitted, twining his fingers through hers for a moment, and then re-claiming his hand so that he could tie the bow that he'd picked up around her wrist. //But I don't appreciate it any less, luv. Provided we don't manage to frighten him off... He's got a good voice.//
There was always that lingering undertone that he'd gotten better at wrestling down. The one that pointed out that Didi wouldn't have had to surprise him with a vocalist if not for the fact that he was only half there. A year ago, he might have gone out of his way to run that point to the ground, to repeat it until anyone within psionic earshot was well aware of his condition.
Now, it was simply fact. He couldn't sing. Christian could. Didi had brought him a singer. He still felt that pang of loss, missing the life that he'd had before, but that pang was easily overshadowed by how much more important it was, just then, to appreciate what he did have.
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Date: 2010-07-23 04:03 pm (UTC)There was always that lingering undertone that he'd gotten better at wrestling down. The one that pointed out that Didi wouldn't have had to surprise him with a vocalist if not for the fact that he was only half there. A year ago, he might have gone out of his way to run that point to the ground, to repeat it until anyone within psionic earshot was well aware of his condition.
Now, it was simply fact. He couldn't sing. Christian could. Didi had brought him a singer. He still felt that pang of loss, missing the life that he'd had before, but that pang was easily overshadowed by how much more important it was, just then, to appreciate what he did have.
//You spoil me, you know that?//