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Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center, Saturday
Cable was not especially avoiding his father.
He was just... biding his time. Coming up with a few possible scenarios to work with. Listening to the radio to determine whether he had to keep Jan a secret from him or not.
Or, in this case, judging Jan's finger paintings with a critical eye. "Cyke," she informed him, pointing at the stick figure with the sunglasses and the over-exaggerated teardrop by his face. "He's emooooooo."
"Wade needs to stop telling you about my family history," Cable said. Dryly.
Wellspring Arms was open. And full of children's paintings.
He was just... biding his time. Coming up with a few possible scenarios to work with. Listening to the radio to determine whether he had to keep Jan a secret from him or not.
Or, in this case, judging Jan's finger paintings with a critical eye. "Cyke," she informed him, pointing at the stick figure with the sunglasses and the over-exaggerated teardrop by his face. "He's emooooooo."
"Wade needs to stop telling you about my family history," Cable said. Dryly.
Wellspring Arms was open. And full of children's paintings.