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[earlofphantoms]

{ Private to Undertaker. }

I've made tea with some passable additions. Will you join me? { He is getting better in the kitchen! Practice makes perfect. } There is much we need to discuss and I prefer to do so in person if you are amenable?

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{ Private to CielAstre. }

I have missed your face. Will you spend some time with your father? I think it might do us both good.

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{ Vincent is looking a little strained; he is definitely less confident than usual. }

What does one do to stave off a feeling of foreboding? I tell myself I am being overdramatic { no, really? } but am I? What if I have developed a talent for prescience?

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[somakemelaugh]

Hmm. [He closes his mouth and looks away, out through the windows, as if he could see anything beyond a blob of green.] I'll wager he inherited the denial from you. Odd that it takes a nearly blind man to see what should be so plain after all this time.

[He shrugs and sighs, enjoying this a little much, and lets the cup sit on the table alone so he can curl fingers under his chin.] Ah, well. Keep trying. You'll land on it eventually.

[earlofphantoms]

{ Denial? What denial? Ciel and him are perfectly healthy, functioning not adults! }

You have a special vantage point. We can only make one decision at a time and then accept the repercussions before we make another decision. The path we walk is invisible to our eyes no matter how good our sight.

{ He stretches his arms over his head, humming. }

I think I might be too late. Where I land is...here. As if I have earned a second chance.

[somakemelaugh]

[If Undertaker, of all people, has to be the adult here, they're in so much trouble. So much!] 'Fraid not. You're still missing it. I've no hope for you.

[He's almost giggling. Almost.]

[earlofphantoms]

{ He narrows his eyes and sticks out his tongue. }

But you are proud. { That's enough for now. He looks like a very pleased cat. }

[somakemelaugh]

[That gets a grin out of him, full on. It's meant to be a serious conversation and he hasn't lost that thought, but some things just need to be said.]

Indeed, and you still seem not to have the faintest idea why. It feels so nice to be able to keep secrets again.

[earlofphantoms]

{ Vincent doesn't do serious terribly well. But something warm and happy curls in his chest when he sees the grin. He wonders over the feeling, understanding, distantly, that part of him loves Undertaker. }

Parents are allowed to keep secrets from their children.

[somakemelaugh]

[He tries not to do serious well in most things. Life is all around too serious as it is, and even after nearly a year in this city, he still remembers all too well the centuries before of death and death and more death. Something about that statement catches his attention though, and there might be the faintest falter in that grin.]

As well you should know, being one yourself. I imagine there'd be plenty you haven't told the boys.