"I am terribly sorry for that, dear. I didn't mean to lead you on... But now there's nothing this city can tell you about me that you don't know."
Even as he said it, Thomas knew it wasn't entirely true. She could find out his true relationship with Lucille; she could find out he had, briefly, been a father. But he would simply hope those things never saw the light of day again. Not here.
He held Greta close and gently stroked her hair back. "Can you stay a while?" he asked softly, knowing the pair of them were a mess in their own ways. But having her here, feeling her alive and warm and vibrant against him, made him have hope. And she gave him comfort.
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Date: 2018-03-28 02:08 am (UTC)Even as he said it, Thomas knew it wasn't entirely true. She could find out his true relationship with Lucille; she could find out he had, briefly, been a father. But he would simply hope those things never saw the light of day again. Not here.
He held Greta close and gently stroked her hair back. "Can you stay a while?" he asked softly, knowing the pair of them were a mess in their own ways. But having her here, feeling her alive and warm and vibrant against him, made him have hope. And she gave him comfort.