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*sits on bed, playing with Toby, untying and retying the handkerchief from around Toby's neck*
*thinks about Henry and Lottie, how they're his kids- at least one of them his own flesh and blood, drawing reason for him to love them more*
*realises is no longer jealous of Henry, feels... obliged, rather, to take care of him, because of it*
*looks at Toby wearing the handkerchief, thinks of it as a sign of both sides of her "family"*
*thinks about Granddad, brow furrowed*
*sits back, head against the wall, gazing out viewport, Toby held tight in arms*
*thinks about Henry and Lottie, how they're his kids- at least one of them his own flesh and blood, drawing reason for him to love them more*
*realises is no longer jealous of Henry, feels... obliged, rather, to take care of him, because of it*
*looks at Toby wearing the handkerchief, thinks of it as a sign of both sides of her "family"*
*thinks about Granddad, brow furrowed*
*sits back, head against the wall, gazing out viewport, Toby held tight in arms*