03-20-2010, 04:34 PM
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Why was he there? Suddenly all his reasons seemed pathetic and unfit, something that Heath would shoot down in mere seconds. Jefferson hadn't known his son had joined a pack nor that he had been so damn close all this time, especially after Miriette had run off and Jefferson had not seen the other brother -- the most vengeful one -- since their first meeting. The cyclops had lived on edge for several months thereafter, fearing that the three were plotting and waiting to hunt him down at the second he was most vulnerable. With time, however, such feelings melted away, and Jefferson had eventually given up. If they were going to kill him, they'd do it quickly and easily. He wouldn't have seen it coming either way.
Why was he there? Suddenly all his reasons seemed pathetic and unfit, something that Heath would shoot down in mere seconds. Jefferson hadn't known his son had joined a pack nor that he had been so damn close all this time, especially after Miriette had run off and Jefferson had not seen the other brother -- the most vengeful one -- since their first meeting. The cyclops had lived on edge for several months thereafter, fearing that the three were plotting and waiting to hunt him down at the second he was most vulnerable. With time, however, such feelings melted away, and Jefferson had eventually given up. If they were going to kill him, they'd do it quickly and easily. He wouldn't have seen it coming either way.
Now that Heath seemed to have recognized him and made it obvious that he lived in Cour des Miracles, Jefferson wasn't sure what to think. Perhaps they'd given up the whole thing, perhaps not. It seemed either way, this son had wandered away from the other two siblings and made a life for himself -- and all in all calmed down, or so it seemed. The cyclops didn't react to the question posed, his gaze set steady on his son. He'd grown -- he'd grown quite a lot. Jefferson's tattered ears twitched just slightly: he'd missed out on even more of the poor boy's life. "You've grown," he stammered, leaving the question behind. "I didn't know you lived here."