He's grateful that she doesn't make a fuss and does what he asks. More than his modesty, with her back turned she doesn't have to see how carefully he shrugs off the shirt to keep from aggravating the wound on his side and bleeding right through the fresh bandage. He considers what she says while he discards the soiled shirt and pulls on the new one. Already feeling better for it.
"Actually, that sounds like a good argument to only tell them what they need to know." He doesn't mean to say that he really wants to do everything himself. In fact, there's nothing he'd like more than having them all come together as a team to stop the apocalypse. He'd just prefer that they have their best chance... and aside from that, maybe leave dealing with the Commission to him.
"I didn't expect everyone to get so set in their ways at age thirteen." Luther and Diego still arguing the same as they did the day he left the first time, like they never figured out it was all a part of dad's mind games. It'd feel nostalgic if the stakes weren't so high. "I guess they just got taller."
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"Actually, that sounds like a good argument to only tell them what they need to know." He doesn't mean to say that he really wants to do everything himself. In fact, there's nothing he'd like more than having them all come together as a team to stop the apocalypse. He'd just prefer that they have their best chance... and aside from that, maybe leave dealing with the Commission to him.
"I didn't expect everyone to get so set in their ways at age thirteen." Luther and Diego still arguing the same as they did the day he left the first time, like they never figured out it was all a part of dad's mind games. It'd feel nostalgic if the stakes weren't so high. "I guess they just got taller."