Out And About the Hegemony Compound, Sunday Afternoon
Ignoring Envy wasn't as hard as Peter had worried it might be: she certainly didn't seem to be making any attempts to insert herself into his life again, the way she had on Friday. And so his normal life continued. He'd spent the morning in extended talks with Petra and several Russian politicians, and then devoted some time to outlining the new policy proposals they'd need to submit to help the new member states settle into the FPE.
It'd been time for a break. He'd spent two hours at the Arkanian-Delphiki home, dealing with the children. It calmed him like it always did. He'd chatted with the Delphikis, changed diapers, fed babies formula.
Now he was patting tiny Andrew on the head, saying the kid an easy goodbye. Mrs. Delphiki held onto the baby with a slight smile. "He'll be back for you tomorrow," she promised Andrew, hugging him close so he wouldn't start crying.
Peter turned around, shoved his hands into his pockets, and began the long walk across the Compound grounds, back to his office.
[[ expecting one, but also open for phone calls and whatnot. ]]
It'd been time for a break. He'd spent two hours at the Arkanian-Delphiki home, dealing with the children. It calmed him like it always did. He'd chatted with the Delphikis, changed diapers, fed babies formula.
Now he was patting tiny Andrew on the head, saying the kid an easy goodbye. Mrs. Delphiki held onto the baby with a slight smile. "He'll be back for you tomorrow," she promised Andrew, hugging him close so he wouldn't start crying.
Peter turned around, shoved his hands into his pockets, and began the long walk across the Compound grounds, back to his office.
[[ expecting one, but also open for phone calls and whatnot. ]]