There's not a thing in the world wrong with a single mother. Quite frankly, from the feel of it, it might have been better Mac was raised without contact to the sort of man his mother could have provided him as a 'father.'
But that doesn't mean Moira should have to do this alone.
Then again, there's also nothing but a confused old loyalty that says she should have come to him of all people for assistance. This is the last thing in the universe he has time for. This doesn't fit into the life he has cut and scraped and carved out of the wreckage Dalkeith--and then the Project--had made of his world.
"You shouldn't have."
And he means it. The English is sharp, has an entirely unfamiliar polish to it that's been honed even further since his days at Oxford into a genuine London weapon. But.
"\But we'll fix it./" Just like they always had, before. His fingers squeeze a little tighter as he pushes up to his feet again, presses a dispassionate kiss to her forehead. "\Just... let me think./"
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But that doesn't mean Moira should have to do this alone.
Then again, there's also nothing but a confused old loyalty that says she should have come to him of all people for assistance. This is the last thing in the universe he has time for. This doesn't fit into the life he has cut and scraped and carved out of the wreckage Dalkeith--and then the Project--had made of his world.
"You shouldn't have."
And he means it. The English is sharp, has an entirely unfamiliar polish to it that's been honed even further since his days at Oxford into a genuine London weapon. But.
"\But we'll fix it./" Just like they always had, before. His fingers squeeze a little tighter as he pushes up to his feet again, presses a dispassionate kiss to her forehead. "\Just... let me think./"