[he grins, turning a page to glue in another next to it]
I guess....two years or so ago. I was leading away a mob who wanted to skin me alive and the girl I had rescued that day turned out to be a magician. She returned the favor.
Yeah. [He is, it must be said, a little wary. People here tend to be progressive, but Trevor is from an era before running water.] I think you'll like him.
[He's clearly processing this. Same-sex relationships aren't as unusual as some like to pretend it is, but marriage is a whole other concept to wrap his head around.
Finally;]
I didn't think the church would let that happen. Or just....wait, so, how does inheritance work? I don't..
[he's fumbling, and gives a pleading look to Lark to rescue him. Help?]
It became legal a few years ago. Anyway I'm a lawyer, I drew up our contracts. I die, it goes to him. He dies with me, our fortune goes to Zinzi and Bonnie. They lead two factions of the pack.
Huh. Guess my only other question is when do I get to meet your h-husband? Husband.
[he repeats it under his breath to get used to the word in this context, with Lark, and wanting to get it right. Another thing from the future he doesn’t mind, if only for the delight he has in picturing what self-righteous church officials might look in response.]
You know. She’s a Speaker magician. So she’s very, uh. Insistent on how things should be and she’s so smart. Much smarter than anyone I’ve ever met, so I don’t know what the fuck she’s doing with me.
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When is the last time you were pleasantly surprised by someone?
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[he grins, turning a page to glue in another next to it]
I guess....two years or so ago. I was leading away a mob who wanted to skin me alive and the girl I had rescued that day turned out to be a magician. She returned the favor.
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[He rubs Lucy's ear] What about two months ago when you met me?
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[He trails off, evidently clueless. Finally, Trevor shrugs]
I just didn't expect anything from you except for you to be weird, and you are.
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And I'm not weird. I'm atypical.
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[he reaches over to give his hand over to Lucy to lick so that she settles down]
What about you? When's the last time you were pleasantly surprised?
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[He sets her on the table so she can waddle around and smell the books.]
Twenty minutes ago when you started saying the same things my husband did yesterday.
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Wait. Hang on.
Alec isn't your wife, he's...
Well, shit.
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Finally;]
I didn't think the church would let that happen. Or just....wait, so, how does inheritance work? I don't..
[he's fumbling, and gives a pleading look to Lark to rescue him. Help?]
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And then;]
....Well, shit.
I didn't -
Fuck. The future's a really, uh. Different place.
I mean, we have men fucking other men, we're not animals, but no one - I mean, you have to get married in a church, right? And....
Fuck, sorry. Lot to wrap my head around.
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You're handling it better than most people. And I do think you'll like each other. I hope you do, it'll make my life a whole lot easier.
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[he repeats it under his breath to get used to the word in this context, with Lark, and wanting to get it right. Another thing from the future he doesn’t mind, if only for the delight he has in picturing what self-righteous church officials might look in response.]
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How does a man compliment another man's beauty in your time? WIthout getting punched in the face?
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He does, too. Vain little fucker. [So much fondness in the insult.]
You never married?
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What is she like?
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Well…
You know. She’s a Speaker magician. So she’s very, uh. Insistent on how things should be and she’s so smart.
Much smarter than anyone I’ve ever met, so I don’t know what the fuck she’s doing with me.
Her feet are always cold.
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