Jaime needed coffee.
And space.
Not really to think about things. He had no idea what he'd even think about. Or, more accurately, he wasn't sure what thinking would accomplish. On the one hand, seeing kids that could potentially have been his as relatively well-adjusted teenagers had been kind of cool. On the other hand, they really just
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"No Caff-Pow, no Sugar Cakes... How did mom live in this time?" She pulled the wrapper off one of the pile of small tea scones and plopped it in her mouth.
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She bit into another tea cake, a bit of the sugar topping sticking unnoticed to her lip. "I wonder how he ever let me come to school here? It must be driving him totally mad."
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It took him a second to re-gather himself. "I imagine you inherited your mother's eyes," he suggested.
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"It's how she knows I'm yours, she says."
Well, that and the pieces of various appliances littering Elena's room.
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"I'm still waiting for it to hit me. I've been a tree, though! It was totally weird, but I got out of one of Ms Skywalker's tests because of it!"
Elena suddenly gave him a piercing look. "So. How are you doing, dad?"
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SUPER-SUBTLE DEFLECTION!
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