((For Silver))

[1stmacleod]

Kairos is very nice, and he's glad of the place to stay, but after five years of wandering Connor gets restless easily. His nightmares are back, if not as bad as they used to be, so he's restless and tired, which isn't a good combination. Teaching and sparring with Jelani helps occupy his time, though, and so does cooking for Kairos. He still has too much spare time, so he sits on the fringes of the Nexus, and watches, and puts off going home to his own world.

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Her eye crinkles again. "I'm not as good when I'm wearing Rydia's old boots. Sometimes they come off when I kick."

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"You'll grow into them." Eventually. Very slowly, if she ages as slow as he's guessing. "But you're not wearing them now? I'll play ball with you a little, if you want."

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"No, it's too warm." She sits back and grins at him, giving an excited little bounce. "Okay!"

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"Just try not to kick it at my head." He grins, but he's pretty sure he can take whatever she can dish out, and he'll be gentle.

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"I'm careful. I play with Love all the time without scaring her," she assures him just a tiny bit crisply, though she's still grinning and bouncing.

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"Well, I'm pretty durable." He smiles, but he'll let her squirm off his lap herself.

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She pokes him in the belly to check that statement, then lays down and rolls over so that she's on the couch beside him with her legs hanging over the edge as she reaches for her ball. The ball rolls about a bit because she's trying to pick it up without putting Blue down.

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There's not much to poke, it's pretty flat. Connor's only just recently started eating regular meals again. He just looks amused, though.

"Want me to get it?" He shifts to sit on the edge of the couch.

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"I can do it." She continues to try for several minutes, showing amazing patience for one at her developmental stage. But finally comes the conclusion that she can't do it. So then Blue is transferred to her mother's mouth, and the ball is scooped up with both of Silver's small hands.

She slides off the couch then, her eyes shining over her small triumph as she dances and tilts her head to drop Blue into the crook of her arm.

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Far be it for him to interfere. He watches, and stands when she's ready, rolling his shoulders a little with a few small popping sounds.

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The pops make her stop short and study him with interest.

"Do you want me to walk on your back first?" she then asks as she drops her ball and transfers Blue to one hand.

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"...What? Oh, I'm okay. I just get stiff easy..." Only in the neck and shoulders, and only when he's tense, but he's been tense a lot the past five years.