[God, Carolina. Well, at least that military beside manner is expected. York breathes out and sits on the edge of North's bed, lets Rascal down gently on the mattress.]
There, little guy. He's okay, see? We're all okay.
[He's lying to a baby. How the mighty have fallen.
York watches Rascal for a moment, silent, then looks up at North. He sits so he can face him better, one leg off the bed, his other knee laid flat and bumping North's shin.]
We're here, man. Me and Carolina. Just take your time, we're not going anywhere.
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Date: 2015-09-27 02:34 pm (UTC)There, little guy. He's okay, see? We're all okay.
[He's lying to a baby. How the mighty have fallen.
York watches Rascal for a moment, silent, then looks up at North. He sits so he can face him better, one leg off the bed, his other knee laid flat and bumping North's shin.]
We're here, man. Me and Carolina. Just take your time, we're not going anywhere.