[ So much to say today, with shifts him his posture that Fitz can’t help but observe and catalog, until he realises what Cain is telling him. It’s a stark reminder of just how special this young man is, even if he doesn’t see it himself. Alexei sounds like trust and closeness. And with Cain looking to him for something like guidance (swotting up on maths, asking for his help, hearing Fitz out after all he saw), it threatens to leave him scrabbling for purchase. He doesn’t even know if his team would put the same faith in him any longer.
Don’t disappoint him, turbo. Normally, he tips his chin back just so to look Cain in the eye, but sat there now, this marks a new vantage point. Almost seems younger, despite the two names and all the trouble in his life. For his part, the tension in Fitz’s frame dissipates, expression softening. ]
All you have to do is ask. [ about this, about his powers, about anything. The question for Fitz has always been, What wouldn’t you do? Very little, as it happens. ] Just us two, Alexei.
[ agreed warmly, with a faint quirk of his mouth. Fitz crosses over, quick to close the gap in what he says and what he means with a touch, as ever. Not quite ruffling Cain’s hair this time, but carding his fingers back through it — a single pass through that sparks up with affection before Fitz drops both hands to his knees, bent enough to be eye level with Cain.
His features scrunch. ]
But you did promise to help me test-drive first, so...
[ a jerk of his head at the bike, eyes bright. Give your heart a break, kid. ]
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Don’t disappoint him, turbo. Normally, he tips his chin back just so to look Cain in the eye, but sat there now, this marks a new vantage point. Almost seems younger, despite the two names and all the trouble in his life. For his part, the tension in Fitz’s frame dissipates, expression softening. ]
All you have to do is ask. [ about this, about his powers, about anything. The question for Fitz has always been, What wouldn’t you do? Very little, as it happens. ] Just us two, Alexei.
[ agreed warmly, with a faint quirk of his mouth. Fitz crosses over, quick to close the gap in what he says and what he means with a touch, as ever. Not quite ruffling Cain’s hair this time, but carding his fingers back through it — a single pass through that sparks up with affection before Fitz drops both hands to his knees, bent enough to be eye level with Cain.
His features scrunch. ]
But you did promise to help me test-drive first, so...
[ a jerk of his head at the bike, eyes bright. Give your heart a break, kid. ]