A curse and a bullshit-ass family she says, well considering that part of his family was the one who'd done the least to him... it was hard to agree. He let his eyes focus over her shoulder, doing his best to have an utterly neutral expression while she seemed to rant.
A family mark though, that would mean he was related, right? He had more family than he'd known? For all her vulgarity and blunt talking she wasn't being mean to him, not directly. Was there maybe, just maybe, some family that wasn't that horrible? No, he needed to ignore that, he wouldn't get anywhere chasing a dream he'd long put to rest.
He'd almost fully centered himself when she demanded if he was using a familiar and he fumbled his pen, dropping it in surprise, and forgetting it was currently a pen, not something that would rebound damage back at him, he sent out a golden colored arm to grab a hold of it before it hit the ground. With a swallow he tried to recompose himself again.
"If it is? Have I done something wrong with using it?" He asked, trying to come across as curious and even worried, rather than defiant, which was how he felt at the moment.
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A family mark though, that would mean he was related, right? He had more family than he'd known? For all her vulgarity and blunt talking she wasn't being mean to him, not directly. Was there maybe, just maybe, some family that wasn't that horrible? No, he needed to ignore that, he wouldn't get anywhere chasing a dream he'd long put to rest.
He'd almost fully centered himself when she demanded if he was using a familiar and he fumbled his pen, dropping it in surprise, and forgetting it was currently a pen, not something that would rebound damage back at him, he sent out a golden colored arm to grab a hold of it before it hit the ground. With a swallow he tried to recompose himself again.
"If it is? Have I done something wrong with using it?" He asked, trying to come across as curious and even worried, rather than defiant, which was how he felt at the moment.