[ Danny's shaking his head even before he speaks, keeping her hand in his as he gets up. (The transformation is uncanny — open to closed off. All of them are too good at it; maybe that's why he underestimates John, later on. Why he ends up facedown in the water. Or maybe he hadn't underestimated his brother at all. What has he got to lose, after all?) ]
Let big brother take care of it. Go check on Mom, get some rest.
[ He keeps moving, keeps talking, to the point that he's too close too soon, leaning in to press a kiss to her cheek. The moment stretches out in the second that it lasts, again a reflection of intimacy that they've never found easy to share and yet feels so innate. Blood, thicker than water.
And then, as quickly as he'd drawn close, he pulls back, sloping away towards the door, back towards the mess. He turns just once, the grin on his features close-lipped but obvious. ]
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[ Danny's shaking his head even before he speaks, keeping her hand in his as he gets up. (The transformation is uncanny — open to closed off. All of them are too good at it; maybe that's why he underestimates John, later on. Why he ends up facedown in the water. Or maybe he hadn't underestimated his brother at all. What has he got to lose, after all?) ]
Let big brother take care of it. Go check on Mom, get some rest.
[ He keeps moving, keeps talking, to the point that he's too close too soon, leaning in to press a kiss to her cheek. The moment stretches out in the second that it lasts, again a reflection of intimacy that they've never found easy to share and yet feels so innate. Blood, thicker than water.
And then, as quickly as he'd drawn close, he pulls back, sloping away towards the door, back towards the mess. He turns just once, the grin on his features close-lipped but obvious. ]
Later, mister.