Jag had never much liked the old card tricks, but he'd still practiced them enough that his shuffle was, if somewhat rusty, at least easier than most people's. He wasn't after anything in particular, so at first he focused on that, hands mechanically moving the cards in an Indian shuffle.
He didn't really want to know what his future was made of, so... For a second, he thought about Sam and David, and whether they were happy. But no, he'd rather know about his true family than about them, much as his heart still tightened at the thought of them. He hoped they were, and that they would be.
He focused back on the here and now; best way to live, and have Em a smirk as he found the question he wanted to ask. Whether she would become family.
A riffle shuffle later, he did a few weaves, until he was happy with the deck, and handed it back to her before taking a drink from his pint.
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Date: 2015-01-21 01:59 am (UTC)He didn't really want to know what his future was made of, so... For a second, he thought about Sam and David, and whether they were happy. But no, he'd rather know about his true family than about them, much as his heart still tightened at the thought of them. He hoped they were, and that they would be.
He focused back on the here and now; best way to live, and have Em a smirk as he found the question he wanted to ask. Whether she would become family.
A riffle shuffle later, he did a few weaves, until he was happy with the deck, and handed it back to her before taking a drink from his pint.