Short breaths
03-02-2017, 12:44 PM
A slight smile touched his lips as Heather expressed how she wanted to concentrate on her work instead of focusing on this new obstacle. There was so much of himself in that sentiment that he really couldn't even begin to disagree with her. Whenever something difficult came up in his life he had always turned to his work as a distraction and a focus for his attention. It seemed like that was a trait he had passed on to his children in one way or another. He wanted to insist that she at least give herself some time to figure out what was causing this or how to deal with it a little better, but he knew that if his daughter was anything like he was she would just deny his requests. Once she promised to go see Amalia he just nodded and gave her another small smile. He wasn't going to push the topic for now. "Okay, darling. I just worry about you, I hope you know that. I worry about all of you kids." He paused briefly while gave himself a shake to get rid of some of the rain trapped in his pelt even though it was just going to collect there again. "I don't want to have any secrets between us either. I'm glad you told me. I can't help with things I don't know about." He tried to lighten his tone to make it a bit more joking as he finished speaking, giving his daughter another smile. Feeling like they needed some change of topic or distraction, his previous topic of thought came back to mind. His paws shuffled a bit as he contemplated how to bring up the topic. "While you're here... I've been wanting to talk to at least one of you kids about something, but I wasn't really sure how or when to do it. Do you mind giving your old man an opinion?" |
