[Zinc turns to stare at her in silence for a moment. The blank expression turns to a fairly amiable smile, which is again belied by what he actually says:]
They are alien sacks of skin, which might one day have the good fortune to be something useful in the world.
[she laces her fingers in an attempt to make herself less tense, rubbing a thumb over the back of her hand as she remembers something. something horrible.]
-- I am never good with children, so I don't know.
[she purses her lips, smooths the folds of her skirt and slips her hands in her pockets. september feels awkward, talking to someone who isn't aiden or anyone else, but she can't always be picky.]
Not having them, or not being around them, might be better.
[This turn of phrase clearly amuses him, he's staring at the ground, the image of scurry little pests crushed under shiny patent leather shoes adance in his head.]
But, supposedly, they are the future.
[He looks up at her sideways, quirking another smile.]
And how do you feel about the the future, my dear?
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[She squinches her eyes and puckers her mouth in an approximation of a scowl.]
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I'll squash them.
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They are alien sacks of skin, which might one day have the good fortune to be something useful in the world.
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[Not that either of them would work on his girls.]
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Harsh. Sometimes they don't mean to be annoying.
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[There is a sly glean to him that makes it somewhat uncertain whether he's really kidding or not. But his smile is friendly.]
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-- I am never good with children, so I don't know.
[she purses her lips, smooths the folds of her skirt and slips her hands in her pockets. september feels awkward, talking to someone who isn't aiden or anyone else, but she can't always be picky.]
Not having them, or not being around them, might be better.
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[This turn of phrase clearly amuses him, he's staring at the ground, the image of scurry little pests crushed under shiny patent leather shoes adance in his head.]
But, supposedly, they are the future.
[He looks up at her sideways, quirking another smile.]
And how do you feel about the the future, my dear?
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