[That was about as sentimental as Rumlow got, probably even more so. But, this was the Soldier and he was a special case. He felt an obligation to offer this and weirdly, it wasn't just because of his plots of schemes.
He met the Soldier's eyes, as best he could in the dark, but he was glad it would obscure his own features. It wasn't like he couldn't school his expression into something flippant, it was just a topic he felt so close to all of a sudden. He couldn't distance it, even if he wanted to. He kept himself appearing neutral, at the very least, but he doubted his answer would stop the line of inquiry.]
But my parents? Their excuse? Because they were neglectful assholes, I don't know. Or at least my dad was. Knew jack shit about kids.
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Date: 2016-07-11 11:56 pm (UTC)[That was about as sentimental as Rumlow got, probably even more so. But, this was the Soldier and he was a special case. He felt an obligation to offer this and weirdly, it wasn't just because of his plots of schemes.
He met the Soldier's eyes, as best he could in the dark, but he was glad it would obscure his own features. It wasn't like he couldn't school his expression into something flippant, it was just a topic he felt so close to all of a sudden. He couldn't distance it, even if he wanted to. He kept himself appearing neutral, at the very least, but he doubted his answer would stop the line of inquiry.]
But my parents? Their excuse? Because they were neglectful assholes, I don't know. Or at least my dad was. Knew jack shit about kids.