The incredulousness in his voice has her looking up at him, and as she realizes she'd completely neglected to even mention to him the name she and Franco had selected for their son, she smiles the shakiest, saddest of smiles.
"Franco-- Franco was adamant that we not actually name him Nicol. And I thought Nico Francis sounded better than the other way 'round."
Her voice cracks slightly as she speaks, and the distress of before just looks like hollowness now.
"If-- if you'd rather not the attachment I can reconsider--"
But then she'd lose any chance of even marginally having him in her life. Of immortalizing in a way the connection that she believed-- had always believed-- they'd shared. The love that, for her at least, had always, always been undoubtedly real.
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Date: 2012-12-12 01:17 pm (UTC)"Franco-- Franco was adamant that we not actually name him Nicol. And I thought Nico Francis sounded better than the other way 'round."
Her voice cracks slightly as she speaks, and the distress of before just looks like hollowness now.
"If-- if you'd rather not the attachment I can reconsider--"
But then she'd lose any chance of even marginally having him in her life. Of immortalizing in a way the connection that she believed-- had always believed-- they'd shared. The love that, for her at least, had always, always been undoubtedly real.