[Damian's lips thin, but then. Then he considers.]
[Does it make sense to ask? Does it make sense to question what-if scenarios? Would that be the case if he were not Father's flesh and blood? Would he have chosen Damian, in any way, as he had chosen his other children?]
[That is not a situation that is possible - and, however pointed the question may be just now, he is proud that it is not. It only took him more than two years to figure out it's not necessarily a reason to be prouder than Father's other family. In fact... if looked from a different angle, it's downright a disadvantage.]
[But - then there is this. This statement. It still prickles, but a part of him can see what it means. What it should mean.]
[Slowly, Damian lets his face relax, almost lowering his eyes into his tea, again.]
[Some things are not so easy to know.]
I shall try, Father.
[And, after a moment, because it seems appropriate (and with maybe just a little less of a hint of the boy that he still is, inside).]
All of the ow forever.
[Does it make sense to ask? Does it make sense to question what-if scenarios? Would that be the case if he were not Father's flesh and blood? Would he have chosen Damian, in any way, as he had chosen his other children?]
[That is not a situation that is possible - and, however pointed the question may be just now, he is proud that it is not. It only took him more than two years to figure out it's not necessarily a reason to be prouder than Father's other family. In fact... if looked from a different angle, it's downright a disadvantage.]
[But - then there is this. This statement. It still prickles, but a part of him can see what it means. What it should mean.]
[Slowly, Damian lets his face relax, almost lowering his eyes into his tea, again.]
[Some things are not so easy to know.]
I shall try, Father.
[And, after a moment, because it seems appropriate (and with maybe just a little less of a hint of the boy that he still is, inside).]
Thank you.