[Good nights, bad nights- Grit has both, so they're pretty sure they could handle both from Serif, too. It's not something they're going to worry about now, however, letting loose a quiet giggle before putting their hands over their mouth and glancing at some of Serif's sleeping roommates nervously. Oops...]
[He doesn't really know anything about the family they had before they fell into the Underground. Which, really, is kind of a red flag all on its own.]
[Grit shrugs, unapologetic. They've had some time to think about this the last few days, and with Trip agreeing with them, they're only more sure. If Trip doesn't like him, then he can't be a good guy at all.]
I don't think good people are supposed to leave kids on mountains, even if they don't like them.
[Again, a little louder than they should. Across the room, someone shifts in their sleep, and Grit hunches over, voice dropping back down to a whisper.]
Yeah, he is. He's a turdlord.
[They actually look...really pleased to hear him say that.
And they can't actually put it into words...but anyone would be happy to have their opinion validated. This just happens to be Grit's first independent opinion in a long while.]
[Serif's smile gets a little more relaxed at the kid's response. Not that he's not still pissed at their dad, because he is. But the way Grit's feeling is way more important.
Is it hair ruffle time? Hell yeah it's hair ruffle time.]
Sure, kid. Anytime.
[Even in the middle of the night. He'll catch up on sleep during work anyway.]
Making the decision to wriggle their way under the blankets with Serif is also excellent. Hope you don't mind the impromptu bunk buddy, Dunkle, cause you're getting one.]
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No. I just want to tell you something.
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[In the middle of the night? Geez kid, what a time to pick. Well whatever, he doesn't really mind.]
Alright then. Lay it on me, kiddo.
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I hate my dad.
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...'M guessing he's not a good guy at all, huh?
[He doesn't really know anything about the family they had before they fell into the Underground. Which, really, is kind of a red flag all on its own.]
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[Grit shrugs, unapologetic. They've had some time to think about this the last few days, and with Trip agreeing with them, they're only more sure. If Trip doesn't like him, then he can't be a good guy at all.]
I don't think good people are supposed to leave kids on mountains, even if they don't like them.
I think I'm mad at him.
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They sure aren't.
[And their dad should hope he never meets Serif.]
You're right to be mad at the guy, kid. He sounds like the worst.
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[Again, a little louder than they should. Across the room, someone shifts in their sleep, and Grit hunches over, voice dropping back down to a whisper.]
Yeah, he is. He's a turdlord.
[They actually look...really pleased to hear him say that.
And they can't actually put it into words...but anyone would be happy to have their opinion validated. This just happens to be Grit's first independent opinion in a long while.]
Thanks, dunkle Serif.
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[Serif's smile gets a little more relaxed at the kid's response. Not that he's not still pissed at their dad, because he is. But the way Grit's feeling is way more important.
Is it hair ruffle time? Hell yeah it's hair ruffle time.]
Sure, kid. Anytime.
[Even in the middle of the night. He'll catch up on sleep during work anyway.]
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Making the decision to wriggle their way under the blankets with Serif is also excellent. Hope you don't mind the impromptu bunk buddy, Dunkle, cause you're getting one.]