11-08-2018, 12:21 AM
Kirby grinned and nudged his son’s shoulder right back. “Damn right, like me.” Like him in all the right ways, and like his gorgeous momma too, though thoughts of his momma dimmed Kirb’s grin some. Never really knew what to do with her, it seemed. Like he could try his best and only make things worse there. Or at least no better. He glanced Kharon’s way, almost opened his mouth to ask--nah. Not fair to bring him into things, and it’d be cheating anyhow. If he couldn’t figure out how to make things better there, that was on him. He’d take care of it. Somehow.
More immediate a concern was how everyone was handling the crazy amount of change that had flooded them in such a short time. He nodded, agreeing wholeheartedly. It sure as fuck was hard, and he still wasn’t sure what it all meant for them. He wasn’t really much of one to fret about the future, but he knew all his kids were hurting, and it was hard for him too.
“It’s okay to not be fine, son. No one’s expecting you to just walk it off. It’s a lot to deal with, for all of us sure, but I’m guessing for the two of you most of all.” They were twins. Kirby couldn’t imagine what that was like, to have someone that close, someone you thought you’d walk through life with, take on whatever life had to throw at you together, and then to suddenly be so far removed from that…I’m here if you need to talk is all, okay?
Kirby sighed when Kharon turned it back on him, took a deep breath and looked up at the sky. Same sky as it had always been, and that was almost more jarring than seeing a completely different sky overhead. It felt like they’d traveled to some alternate dimension, or were caught up in some bizarre dream.
“I dunno, kid. I’m having a hard time of it. Baby girl’s all grown up with babies the age she was a week ago. I’m a grandpa? And to kids who are hell, half my age? Less? It’s a lot.” And that was before the plague hit and everything else got thrown into chaos. “Glad your mom’s okay and home safe though, and Reilly and Baddie.” They’d just have to roll with it and hope for the best. Which was not as reassuring as it usually was.Bite my shiny metal ass.
More immediate a concern was how everyone was handling the crazy amount of change that had flooded them in such a short time. He nodded, agreeing wholeheartedly. It sure as fuck was hard, and he still wasn’t sure what it all meant for them. He wasn’t really much of one to fret about the future, but he knew all his kids were hurting, and it was hard for him too.
“It’s okay to not be fine, son. No one’s expecting you to just walk it off. It’s a lot to deal with, for all of us sure, but I’m guessing for the two of you most of all.” They were twins. Kirby couldn’t imagine what that was like, to have someone that close, someone you thought you’d walk through life with, take on whatever life had to throw at you together, and then to suddenly be so far removed from that…I’m here if you need to talk is all, okay?
Kirby sighed when Kharon turned it back on him, took a deep breath and looked up at the sky. Same sky as it had always been, and that was almost more jarring than seeing a completely different sky overhead. It felt like they’d traveled to some alternate dimension, or were caught up in some bizarre dream.
“I dunno, kid. I’m having a hard time of it. Baby girl’s all grown up with babies the age she was a week ago. I’m a grandpa? And to kids who are hell, half my age? Less? It’s a lot.” And that was before the plague hit and everything else got thrown into chaos. “Glad your mom’s okay and home safe though, and Reilly and Baddie.” They’d just have to roll with it and hope for the best. Which was not as reassuring as it usually was.