He could handle this; if he couldn’t last a day and a half with his nephew, how could he ever last if he had children of his own?
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“I was always proper punk rock,” she warned him, narrowing her eyes lined in black.
“Yeah, Hazelnut,” Ares deadpanned back, “and I’m a proper classic violinist.”
She’ll wait an eternity for Benjamin Gray to wake up, but Tatiana hopes with all her heart that she won’t have to.
They were best friends, soulmates, so what could force them apart?
Silence had always been their thing, but James was suddenly stifled by how quiet it was, her ragged breathing and his shallow breaths in panic the only sounds that they both made.
“We need your help. The dinosaur in quadrant C has just escaped.”
He furrowed his eyebrows over his unfairly blue eyes. “The huge dinosaur?”
“That’s the one, yes.”
He’d known that writing anywhere; he’d spent the early years of his life tracing the pattern against the skin on his ribcage. The way she’d written his name was an exact match for his soul mark.
(She’d never thought that seeing in color could be anything but beautiful, but now she only found it violent.)
“Next time you try to be a hero, just don’t, alright?”
Tatiana whipped around. “What the hell were you thinking?”
Daniel cleared his throat indignantly. “I was thinking that my baby sister was going to get herself killed if I didn’t have her back!”
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