Was that not what you were getting at?? What the hell??!
( NERO STANDS UP!!! BECAUSE HE DOESN'T HAVE TO STAND FOR THIS (wait)— Anyway, he seems like he's about to escape to his room (that Bradley crashes anyway, so it's not much of an escape, but). )
Look, like I said, just forget it, I don't know what the hell you're talkin' about anymore, but if I see a kid in need a help I'll help 'em, and you do the same, all right? Okay, we got this clarified, we're done talkin', that's it.
[ he senses nero about to leave the conversation, so he steps around the table and grabs his arm. ]
You meant somethin' else, didn't you? Like real parents.
[ believe it or not, that phrase was very difficult for him to say. wizards becoming parents is taking a huge gamble for heartbreak, especially since it's likely their kid will be human and have the lifespan of a hamster. but… he thought about it in prison, and now that the topic is out there and not just in his head, it’s a little scary.
( As always, he stops when gripped - not meeting Brad's eyes, especially when he continues.
Like real parents. He hadn't thought of it in so many words, but... that's basically what they were both getting at, right? But being a parent as a wizard is...
He exhales, a wry smile on his face. Their thoughts are in alignment, and he can tell from Brad's tone of voice. Guess they were both edging toward the subject, but didn't want to say it. )
... 's better if we keep our distance. Yeah? ... Less painful.
[ his grip grows harsher for a second before loosening, then releasing him. ]
. . .
[ he's uncharacteristically quiet for a moment. thoughts he never wanted to surface in front of nero are suddenly bombarding him from every direction, but... there's a sense of peace knowing that they're both on the same wavelength as always. kids, huh... not just an army, not just a group of people that follow him, but an actual family.
the one thing bradley wants the most in the world. the reason he kept the gang his father made. all for this one simple wish. ]
...Nero.
[ for a second, he doesn't move. he doesn't even look at nero, busy contemplating his own thoughts. slowly, he brings a hand to the back of his head, rubbing his neck; his ears redder than usual. ]
'S not like it's impossible, is it? The humans here don't care that we're wizards, and they've never tried to kill us, so we ain't got no reason to start a gang yet [ yet. ] What I'm sayin' is that shouldn't stop us from takin' in some of the brats nobody wants for ourselves. Doesn't have to be a gang [ yet ], we can just grab 'em as they are, right?
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You know what, it's fine, forget it—
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Hey, hey, Nero . . . You're talkin' about keepin' kids of our own, aren't you? Like, yours and mine— without a gang and stuff . . .
[ like……… a family………… ]
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( NERO STANDS UP!!! BECAUSE HE DOESN'T HAVE TO STAND FOR THIS (wait)— Anyway, he seems like he's about to escape to his room (that Bradley crashes anyway, so it's not much of an escape, but). )
Look, like I said, just forget it, I don't know what the hell you're talkin' about anymore, but if I see a kid in need a help I'll help 'em, and you do the same, all right? Okay, we got this clarified, we're done talkin', that's it.
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[ he senses nero about to leave the conversation, so he steps around the table and grabs his arm. ]
You meant somethin' else, didn't you? Like real parents.
[ believe it or not, that phrase was very difficult for him to say. wizards becoming parents is taking a huge gamble for heartbreak, especially since it's likely their kid will be human and have the lifespan of a hamster. but… he thought about it in prison, and now that the topic is out there and not just in his head, it’s a little scary.
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Like real parents. He hadn't thought of it in so many words, but... that's basically what they were both getting at, right? But being a parent as a wizard is...
He exhales, a wry smile on his face. Their thoughts are in alignment, and he can tell from Brad's tone of voice. Guess they were both edging toward the subject, but didn't want to say it. )
... 's better if we keep our distance. Yeah? ... Less painful.
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. . .
[ he's uncharacteristically quiet for a moment. thoughts he never wanted to surface in front of nero are suddenly bombarding him from every direction, but... there's a sense of peace knowing that they're both on the same wavelength as always. kids, huh... not just an army, not just a group of people that follow him, but an actual family.
the one thing bradley wants the most in the world. the reason he kept the gang his father made. all for this one simple wish. ]
...Nero.
[ for a second, he doesn't move. he doesn't even look at nero, busy contemplating his own thoughts. slowly, he brings a hand to the back of his head, rubbing his neck; his ears redder than usual. ]
'S not like it's impossible, is it? The humans here don't care that we're wizards, and they've never tried to kill us, so we ain't got no reason to start a gang yet [ yet. ] What I'm sayin' is that shouldn't stop us from takin' in some of the brats nobody wants for ourselves. Doesn't have to be a gang [ yet ], we can just grab 'em as they are, right?