(sad, that connor needs the little girl on kara's arm to be able to recognize her, offering a quiet smile that tugs at one corner of his mouth. lopsided, sincere. it helped to crouch last time he spoke to someone disillusioned and fearful — he does so again, taking a knee before her with a motion towards the toothpaste.)
It is, though it's been a few months now. My first experience wasn't as exciting... I think I had an MRE. (meal, ready-to-eat. not the tastiest thing in the world to start him off, but it'd been better than vomit and streaked blood he got on his face.
not a subject even remotely appropriate for a first meeting, trying to make her feel as safe as possible.)
bursts into tears, that's the nicest thing anyone's ever done for him
It is, though it's been a few months now. My first experience wasn't as exciting... I think I had an MRE. (meal, ready-to-eat. not the tastiest thing in the world to start him off, but it'd been better than vomit and streaked blood he got on his face.
not a subject even remotely appropriate for a first meeting, trying to make her feel as safe as possible.)
I'm Connor. An RK800.