[No worries, hun. I had homework to do anyway, haha. Tickets for what? If you don't mind me asking. ]
Davina nodded. That was understandable. She was scared to death about raising the baby on her own and she only had one, he'd had to raise two, so she could only imagine how he'd felt at the time. It didn't lessen her nerves or fears though. The thought of being fully responsible for another life in a few short months was scary. She was going to do it though. She had to. Not that she felt like she was obligated to do so. She wanted to raise this child. The thought of adoption had crossed her mind at least once or twice, but she dismissed those suggestions constantly now whenever someone brought it up. She was going to do this. She shrugged her shoulders. "I guess I just surrounded myself with really sucky people." She said, unsure of what else to say. However, something dawned on her as she realized what he'd said. "You think I'm beautiful?"
Benedict smiled, seeing the grin on her face and the way her eyes lit up as she talked about how exciting she found theatre to be. He knew that she truly meant what she'd said. She really did find it to be exciting, and though most people seemed to prefer television and films nowadays, he was honestly sort of glad that she didn't. It meant that she was different. And that difference was rather refreshing to say the least. Something told him that Rose was just something else altogether, and if he ever decided that he really wanted to get to know her, he'd find out for himself. "You don't hear a lot of people saying that anymore." He commented, sipping his coffee once more. He nodded in response to her later words. "And you as well, Rose." He smiled slightly, about to go back to minding his own business. However, she spoke once more, her words honestly shocking him. He looked to his daughter who almost instantly started pleading with him to let her go. He chuckled slightly. "Well, it doesn't look like I have much of a choice."
Davina nodded. That was understandable. She was scared to death about raising the baby on her own and she only had one, he'd had to raise two, so she could only imagine how he'd felt at the time. It didn't lessen her nerves or fears though. The thought of being fully responsible for another life in a few short months was scary. She was going to do it though. She had to. Not that she felt like she was obligated to do so. She wanted to raise this child. The thought of adoption had crossed her mind at least once or twice, but she dismissed those suggestions constantly now whenever someone brought it up. She was going to do this. She shrugged her shoulders. "I guess I just surrounded myself with really sucky people." She said, unsure of what else to say. However, something dawned on her as she realized what he'd said. "You think I'm beautiful?"
Benedict smiled, seeing the grin on her face and the way her eyes lit up as she talked about how exciting she found theatre to be. He knew that she truly meant what she'd said. She really did find it to be exciting, and though most people seemed to prefer television and films nowadays, he was honestly sort of glad that she didn't. It meant that she was different. And that difference was rather refreshing to say the least. Something told him that Rose was just something else altogether, and if he ever decided that he really wanted to get to know her, he'd find out for himself. "You don't hear a lot of people saying that anymore." He commented, sipping his coffee once more. He nodded in response to her later words. "And you as well, Rose." He smiled slightly, about to go back to minding his own business. However, she spoke once more, her words honestly shocking him. He looked to his daughter who almost instantly started pleading with him to let her go. He chuckled slightly. "Well, it doesn't look like I have much of a choice."
September 24th, 2014 at 02:55am