He sighs, the sound heavy with the weight of several years in the system. "It's... hard to explain, and honestly I don't fully understand and am torn over it myself. From what I've heard of your mother and Phi, it was possibly the only way they could remain close once your father married her. For me... I believe in what you want to do, what you want to create. Think of it less as me serving you and more... helping you get there. And bear in mind "there" is radically changing the system or outright bringing it down."
"It could, but my point still stands that you want to change the system. And I'm down for that. So why would I want you to be my all-overbearing Master when neither of us are interested in that?"
He sighs, but it's not unkind. "I remember. Look... I'm sorry for the way I acted. I really don't want you to be like most other Masters are. I don't think either of us would be happy that way. You just be you."
"...Yeah, that's fair." There's only so much they can do, of course, considering who she's married to, but there's certainly call to not drag her further into everything.
With a sigh Delta puts his data pad aside. He can’t focus on work right now. So he looks to York instead, his expression soft.
“Maybe we can work on something else instead? I know I am supposed to be working on the armor, and most of it is ready for fabrication, but... I just need something that isn’t this work.”
He needs to figure out how to make it all better. And sure, swimming had been great for that, but there was something else needed. A connection to the other man perhaps.
Delta's expression reminds him all over again part of why he wanted to go with this man. There's a deep kindness there, an honest care, and just the sight of it makes him feel warm. Though it can be hard to tell with the armor, Delta may notice York's shoulders easing slightly.
At least York wasn’t too annoyed with the pieced together armor for now. Probably helped that Delta had no intention of going outside for at least a week. Because life was a mess after his father’s little stunt.
It's hard to tell when someone lights up while wearing full armor, but the smile in York's tone makes it clear. "Oh yeah, we had a number of them before. Good use of downtime, even if they could get competitive."
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protective_logic) wrote2017-06-11 09:27 am
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But then others would acquire it and use it for crime. There isn't... a good answer.
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"I'm sorry. I'm terrible at people outside of parties. And we saw how much I hate those."
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Delta licks his lips.
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"I appreciate that."
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"So you'll let me?"
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"I have to figure that out, don't I? How to accept this all."
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“Maybe we can work on something else instead? I know I am supposed to be working on the armor, and most of it is ready for fabrication, but... I just need something that isn’t this work.”
He needs to figure out how to make it all better. And sure, swimming had been great for that, but there was something else needed. A connection to the other man perhaps.
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"Yeah? Do you have something in mind?"
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“You ever play board games?”
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Which might partially explain why he's so... awkward.