[A smile cracks along his face as he looks sidelong at her. He's had higher praise. Lower, too. She isn't who he expected to see, but when she does show, he wonders why he didn't think of her. He wouldn't have expected it, at the start, but she reminds him of himself in certain ways.
Young, angry, and no idea how to interact with the world in a remotely positive way. But she's learned a lot faster than he has. James wonders if that's what parents think when they look at their children: pleasure that they will do things better and faster.
Of course, he doesn't feel remotely paternal toward her, and he's not entirely pleased - but it's a brush of something like that.]
You weren't an utter pain in my ass.
[He smiles that half smile a moment, then holds out his hand to her to shake.]
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Young, angry, and no idea how to interact with the world in a remotely positive way. But she's learned a lot faster than he has. James wonders if that's what parents think when they look at their children: pleasure that they will do things better and faster.
Of course, he doesn't feel remotely paternal toward her, and he's not entirely pleased - but it's a brush of something like that.]
You weren't an utter pain in my ass.
[He smiles that half smile a moment, then holds out his hand to her to shake.]