[That smile should probably unnerve him. It does, in a small way: that when you watch someone have a reaction, and you think you know why, and you almost wish you don't.
Family isn't something that comes easily to Bond. He knows why, he's not incapable of looking inward. But he doesn't like to, and there's always an uneasy shift in his stomach when someone else forces him to.
Cassel is family. That terrifies him. But it pleases him a little, too.
Without a word, Bond shifts his hand up to the back of Cassel's head, tugging him forward into a hug. He remembers, distantly, hugs and handshakes from his father. It's strange to insert himself on the other side of that memory.]
Then you'll come visit.
[He wants to hear Cassel swear it, even if a promise is an easy thing to break.
And because Bond doesn't know how to express himself properly, comfortably, he offers the only thing he can, even though he doubts it will mean much to Cassel. It means something to him.]
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Family isn't something that comes easily to Bond. He knows why, he's not incapable of looking inward. But he doesn't like to, and there's always an uneasy shift in his stomach when someone else forces him to.
Cassel is family. That terrifies him. But it pleases him a little, too.
Without a word, Bond shifts his hand up to the back of Cassel's head, tugging him forward into a hug. He remembers, distantly, hugs and handshakes from his father. It's strange to insert himself on the other side of that memory.]
Then you'll come visit.
[He wants to hear Cassel swear it, even if a promise is an easy thing to break.
And because Bond doesn't know how to express himself properly, comfortably, he offers the only thing he can, even though he doubts it will mean much to Cassel. It means something to him.]
I want to show you Skyfall.